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Rushing down the street with my phone in hand, I look down at the time. Fuck, I was still going to be late to work despite all the running I’d done. What a waste of energy. Now I was going to be tired AND late. This isn’t even the first time this week that I have been late and I’m pretty sure my lovely boss is getting tired of it. It’s not my fault I don’t have the money to get a new car that won’t break down every other day. And it’s not like my boss will give me enough money to do anything other than pay bills anyway.

As I’m racing down the sidewalk, I see that someone ahead of me has already pressed the crosswalk button and it still has some time on it. Maybe my luck is finally looking up.

I should have known nothing nice could happen to me.

Just as I’m about to make it across the street, a car races around the corner. I don’t see it as it races past the red light. I don’t see it as it slams into me at full speed. But I feel it. At first, all I can feel is the sudden pressure and a weightless feeling. Then the pain sets in. I can feel the burning of the road rash and the bruises already forming. I can feel the broken ribs and can tell that I hit my head hard enough to leave a ringing in my ears at some point. I can tell I’m bleeding but I can’t tell from where. I can feel the dampness on my hand and arm. The car rushes off as soon as it has control again and I can faintly see someone rushing toward me from the sidewalk. I can faintly see their mouth moving, but the ringing in my head is too loud and I can’t hear them. Before they can reach me, everything goes white.

The next thing I know, I wake up feeling…off. Immediately I can tell something is wrong. I try to open my eyes…eye sockets? Why does that word come to mind? My head feels like it’s stuffed with cotton. What happened? I know I got hit by a ̶b̶l̶a̶d̶e̶ car. I was… with my brother? Wait, when did I have a brother? This is making my head hurt. I open my ̶e̶y̶e̶s eye sockets with a groan as I hear someone yelling at me. I look up to a tall skeleton in red, he was glaring at me with such hatred that it made me shiver. He was yelling so loudly that it made my head ring. The next thing I know, he slams a bowl of…water…down in front of me before slamming the door.

It looks like a shed door. Am I in a fucking shed? What the hell? I try to sit up and am pulled down by a weight of some kind. I look down and see a collar with a chain. I follow the chain with my eye lights and see it attached to the wall. The chain is barely long enough for me to be able to reach the bowl that was thrown at me. I grab it and slowly sip it. It cools my throat and helps with the slight pain. How did I end up here? Where is here? T̶h̶e̶ ̶u̶n̶d̶e̶r̶g̶r̶o̶u̶n̶d̶. How did I get here? Who was that? P̶a̶p̶y̶r̶u̶s̶,̶ ̶m̶y̶ ̶o̶l̶d̶e̶r̶ ̶b̶r̶o̶t̶h̶e̶r̶. Am I a skeleton as well? d̶u̶h̶,̶ ̶o̶b̶v̶i̶o̶u̶s̶l̶y̶. And most importantly, will he come back?

I sigh and lay down (as much as the chain will let me) and try to get comfortable. I get the feeling I will be here for a while. I start trying to remember what happened, But all I could remember other than this shed and that place. I shutter, my bones rattling in remembrance, I don't want to remember that place right now. A sudden influx of information on electronics bursts into the front of my mind. I remember how to make certain things, I remember bits and pieces and how they fit together. I remember how to do coding, I remember how to read it all. Did I know all of this before? B̶e̶f̶o̶r̶e̶ ̶w̶h̶a̶t̶?̶ I think I made…a phone? Or at least something that looks similar. Where is it? Papyrus would never let me have something like that. Did Papyrus find it? Is that why he’s mad? No…I put it in a place he shouldn't be able to access. Then why is he so angry today? I sigh and shift again, closing my eyes. If I’m gunna be here a while, may as well get some rest.

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I woke up a while later, feeling like I was being electrified while someone dumps ice water down my spine. My soul hurts. It feels like something is missing. A deep ache buries itself deep into my very being as the feeling fades. Rubbing my sternum, I take out a paper clip from a crack in the wall and start working on the lock on the chain. It takes a while but it finally lets out a *click* and opens. I gather the little magic I have and teleport out of the shed. I get the strong feeling that I am gunna be in so much trouble if I am seen, but I need to know if something happened to Pap- how do I know that name? Never mind, I think something happened to him. I can feel it in my soul. The town has changed a little since the last time I saw it all those years ago. I was still a babybones then. I’m still in stripes but I don’t feel like they fit me anymore. I’ve seen too much for that.

While enjoying my newfound freedom, I realize that no one is here. No one is fighting over walking space or yelling at each other. No one is outside period, yelling or otherwise. Usually, I could hear fighting or screaming from my place in the shed. It usually sounds so lively. Now it's just silence. I see a few piles of dust (W̶h̶a̶t̶ ̶d̶o̶e̶s̶ ̶t̶h̶e̶ ̶d̶u̶s̶t̶ ̶m̶e̶a̶n̶?̶) and figure someone went on a rampage. Kinda makes me hope they run into Papyrus. He will sort them out pretty quickly. We already have such a small population. Someone going on a killing spree just spells trouble. I guess I should be careful then.

I make sure to avoid the main road. But see more and more dust as I walk through town. The piles seem to be everywhere. Did the monster kill the whole town? (Did they get papyrus?) No. He is too strong for that. I make it to Papyrus’ station and freeze. His royal guard armor. It's sitting in a pile of dust in front of his stand. How? How did this happen? Who could have done this? Who is stronger than Papyrus? There isn’t a stronger monster. I know this. Then who did this? A̶ ̶ ̶H̶ ̶U̶ ̶M̶ ̶A̶ ̶N̶. W H Y? Why Papyrus? Why the whole town? I feel a shudder run through me. T̶h̶e̶ ̶b̶a̶r̶r̶i̶e̶r̶ ̶i̶s̶ ̶b̶r̶o̶k̶e̶n̶.̶ ̶T̶h̶e̶ ̶h̶ ̶u̶ ̶m̶ ̶a̶ ̶n̶ ̶i̶s̶ ̶g̶o̶n̶e̶.̶ ̶H̶o̶w̶ ̶d̶o̶ ̶I̶ ̶k̶n̶o̶w̶ ̶t̶h̶e̶s̶e̶ ̶t̶h̶i̶n̶g̶s̶?̶ I can’t leave, if they managed to get to the barrier, that must mean everyone is dead. How did they kill Papyrus? Or the king? I’m no match for the humans. I’ll have to stay here. Maybe there is someone who managed to get away? Maybe they managed to hide somewhere? …I’m giving myself false hope. I sigh and grab my brother's bandana from his dust. I slide it up my sleeve, I refuse to wear this. I wonder if I can take off the collar now? A sharp ping goes through my soul at the thought. I guess not.

I sigh and start looking for things I can use for later.

It takes a long while but I make it to Waterfall. I start walking around trying to see if I can find anyone around. Hoping desperately that someone made it through the massacre. I come up empty-handed. I stand in Snowdin for a while, pondering what I should do next. I decide to start gathering food, water, and healing supplies. I go to Waterfall and expand my magic a little, trying to see if there was anything that I could use as healing supplies. Strangely enough, I felt that the echo flowers had some healing. I wonder if I can make it stronger. After a while, I found out that a lot of the plant life in Waterfall had healing magic. Some things took extra steps to make it work or draw out the healing magic it had. The echo flowers could be turned into a salve that helped small wounds, like small cracks or scraped knees. They could also be turned into tea to help magic directly. This helped my low reserves, but I was so low on magic that it only helped keep me going.

There was very little food to be found. I think monsters were trying to use the food to stay alive so I couldn’t be mad about it. I found some fries on Grillby’s empty tables, and I found a burg on the counter. I put them into my inventory (after I found out how to open it) and saved them for later. Who knew how long I was gunna be here. Maybe I will find a monster and they will take pity on me for being in stripes. Hopefully, they don’t just take me as a weak target and use me for some more EXP. I made some more salve and tea and set it aside for later. I found some bandages and wrapped my ribs, which were in very poor condition. I guess Papyrus never got the chance to heal them after that last punishment. His name sent another painful twinge through my soul.

I sigh and start gathering things to sleep at night. My reserves were running on empty and I hope being comfortable will help raise them a little. I was just starting to push the blankets into a n̶e̶s̶t̶ pile when I was blinded by a bright light that seemed to pull at my very being. I felt weightless for a second before I was shoved to the ground. Before I could even catch myself I heard a loud sound and was slammed into a wall. I could feel my skull crack harshly against the hard surface which only made my head ring worse. I didn’t even hear other people rushing into the room. My last thought before my vision went dark was at least I have a lot of healing supplies.

Guess my gut instinct was on point this time.

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Waking up wasn’t the most pleasant thing I’ve ever experienced. I could feel the crack in my skull from the sudden meet and greet with the wall earlier. Groaning, I open my eye sockets. I…was in a living room? Does that mean I was on a couch? What-
“looks like the babybones is awake, m’lord”
Jolting, I snap my head towards the noise to find….Papyrus? Why was he wearing a collar? What? But he is a strong monster so why-? “SO IT SEEMS, GO GET THE OTHERS, I’LL STAY HERE AND MAKE SURE HE DOESN’T DO SOMETHING STUPID” turning I can see an….older me? That’s dressed like Paps? This can’t be good. My magic is telling me they are dangerous, but it's too low to fight. They are strong, and with my weak reserves at the moment they could-

“NOW THEN, I’M SURE YOU FEEL LIKE YOU ARE IN DANGER BUT I ASSURE YOU THAT IS NOT THE CASE. AS YOU ARE A SANS TYPE, AM I TO ASSUME YOU KNOW THE MULTIVERSE THEORY?” I keep my mouth shut. I don’t know this skeleton, he could be digging for information on me. I shrug and try to get a feel of my surroundings without him noticing.

I hear some shouting and running, and pretty soon the whole living room is filled with a bunch of people that look like me and Papyrus. Looking around I can see… PAPYRUS?!?! What?? But isn’t he…I feel the sharp pain in my soul and slightly flinch. He looks at me with a considering look before…trying to look less intimidating? What the hell? He scrunches down a little and lowers his stance while ensuring I am watching.

“Hey, kiddo, whatever you are thinking, I suggest stopping. That can’t be good on your soul.” Older…blue me, says. The Papyrus look-alike seems to be studying me. It takes all my power not to go stand by his side and try to protect his blind spots. I stare at him until someone clears their throat

“ Uhh, kiddo, I know you just got here and you are probably pretty, rattled, heh, but uh, I got some questions I need answering, just for safety sake ok?” I pulse my minimal magic a little just to get some information on my surroundings. I see some of the monsters in the room flinch a bit when I do. I Remember what the shorter red one said. Something about the multiverse theory? But isn't it just that? A theory? I hear a grumble and look at the paps look alike. He was muttering to a mirror image, older looking, me. They seemed tense, in fact, everyone seemed to have tensed up. Did I do something wrong? Are they gunna kill me? Shit, I gotta leave before-

“Ok kiddo, I don’t wanna overwhelm ya so I’ll keep it simple, do you know about a machine that was built by a skeleton monster?” “....ya mean Ga-Gaster? I k-know ‘em, the machine w…was al-” I cut off, my magic refusing to do anything but keep my body together. Fuck, now he’s definitely gunna kill me. God damn it all. At least if I die it might all reset and I can see Boss again, and not this wanna-be. I think he can see my fear I was trying to keep hidden, because he sighs before continuing“ ok kiddo, let’s get you some monster candy, after getting healed like that and already not having much magic…here take a few pieces”

...Monster candy? What? I take the pieces of…monster candy…from him and look at them confused. This is supposed to help? What is this? We didn’t have anything like this where I’m from. Maybe it’s similar to monster food? I can feel the healing magic in the whole thing so I just toss it as-is into my mouth. Weird covering and all. I look back up and can see some disturbed looks on some of the other monsters’ faces. Understanding on some others. Ok then? Sighing in relief, I can feel the magic rushing through my body. The healing items I have are better and heal more but I don’t want them knowing I have something like that on me. They already have enough reasons to kill me and they don’t need more.

Relaxing a little, I turn my attention to the one that seems to be the Alpha. The one who is currently interrogating me. Shivering a little, I look to the left of his eye lights, never meeting them as a sign of respect. “S-sorry, uh the machine was Alphy’s and his…but yeah, I know about it, sir” ugh, my voice sounds like I gargled broken glass. Guess I’m still low on magic. Makes sense if someone is a threat, why give them the power to fight back? It’s still more magic than I had and now I don’t gotta worry about being dusted cause I couldn't answer. I could also use the other stuff in my inventory later.

He visibly shivers, it seems exaggerated and his bones rattle a little “yeah, no, call me Sans…or uhh, Classic I guess, no need for the ‘sir’. That makes me feel old and gross. I still gotta a few questions. Afterward, we can introduce you to the others ok?” I can tell from the tone that I don’t gotta choice in the matter. He is stronger than my bo-...HIM. I hope I don’t screw this up. They seem to be giving me a chance to prove myself. I nodded, knowing what could happen if I didn’t. His eyelights fade to nothing and his grin seems to get a little tighter “Ok kid, lets T A L K”

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Sans sighed for what felt like the hundredth time this morning. It’s been a while since the machine acted up. The monster integration was going well. The amount of fighting is getting out of hand though. The Underfells, both swap and original seem to be getting along ok but they fight with pretty much everyone else. Everyone is still wary of the horror bros since the fight about their nicknames came into play. Everyone was on edge (heh) about the machine because of how quiet it has been. Nothing has happened since the last set of brothers came through. It hasn’t turned on, the numbers haven’t changed, nothing. It was terrifying. When the others came through, it was like it had its own power bank and it wouldn't turn off, so the fact that it suddenly stopped…they couldn't even feel power or magic coming from it anymore. It’s like it just suddenly disappeared, but they could still see it.

Another sigh left him. He’s just glad that he is getting some help from the others to pay for this house. Not that he thought it would be a problem at all, both Underfell pairs seemed too prideful to take a hand out, and everyone else just fell into line. Edge got his own high-end restaurant up and running while Black and Blue got security jobs. Rus and Stretch both got jobs as cyber penetration hackers. He himself got a few jobs here and there as well as Red. The horror bros run their own butcher shop, Jupiter running the register and cleaning up while Mars butchers and wraps. It was a good system, everyone pitched in. They even had a chore list.

Groaning, he got up onto his stiff legs, he better go check on the machine again before he heads to one of his jobs. He was thinking about whether he should get his chores done before or after work. It was only 3 in the morning. Ever since the others showed up, his insomnia has come back with a vengeance. Luckily the nightmares are still few and far in-between, but that usually meant he was the one waking the others from their nightmares. While that doesn't bother him, he doesn't really like being shoved against a wall much first thing in the morning. Taking another breath he walks down to the basement and checks the charts and the machine.

“Huh, that's odd. It's changed a few numbers. I don’t think it’s enough to do anything though….ugh, I need some coffee. I'll check it after work and see if it's gotten worse. Can’t be that bad.” he mutters to himself.

If only he knew how much he was wrong.

Humming to himself, he got ready for work and did half his chores, finally deciding to just get half done now and half done later. His last thought before heading to work, and hearing some of the others waking up and getting breakfast is at least someone is always home to watch the machine.

When he got home a few hours later, the people who had today off were all spread out doing their own thing. That's pretty normal when they got home. To just go off and do their own thing. Sometimes Papyrus and blue decide they all need “family time” and would do a family movie night or a game night, but otherwise, everyone usually went off on their own. Finishing up changing in his room he decided to get some ketchup from the fridge.

Until he heard it, and he can tell the others did too by the way they paused what they were doing. The machine was on again. Rushing to the basement stairs, along with everyone else, he ripped open the door and rushed inside. Stretch and Rus were keeping the more innocent of them back. Though, it’s not like Paps or Blue needed it. They made a sort of system after the horror bros came through. They made the mistake of crowding them and nearly lost Paps and Stretch. Shuttering at the thought, he quickly made his way down the stairs. As he made his way to the machine he noticed a...child? Is that a literal child?? They were small and wearing stripes…what the hell?!? Were they unconscious? Are they ok?? There was dust everywhere and his skull had a hole in it (not as big as horrors but still-) and they-...they were from Fell. Fuck. he backed up a bit until he realized that, yes, they were unconscious. He stepped forward again only to freeze when he heard them groan, they let out a short whimper before passing out again. He did a check on them just to be safe.

sans(dog)
Lv-10
HP- 0.3/1
Atk-0 (5)
Def-0 (7)
Exp- N/a
*doesn’t want to be back there. Is wondering what will happen to him now.*

What? What were these kids' stats? N/A? That's never happened before, and why were the DEF and ATK in parentheses? What the hell is that? Wait, his HP is really low, shi- making a noise of discomfort, he gently grabbed him with blue magic so as to not make whatever injuries the kid had worse. He refused to let a literal child dust because he was being his weary self. He saw the Fells move out of the way of the stairs as he quickly took the kid (he was gunna need a nickname for hi-sh- them soon) upstairs. He put him on the couch and went through the list of people he knew had healing magic. While he would rather not let his little brother near a monster he doesn't trust despite them obviously being a child (who was from a Fell- stop it) he was the best at healing in the house.

“Someone go get Paps, quickly, their HP is dropping, Edge, Red, go back down to the basement and see if you can find his brother, maybe he came late like Blacks brother. A- Mars I need you and cr- Jupiter to get towels and medical supplies for Paps, please hurry!” everyone scrambled at the tone of his voice. It’s weird how they seemed to all agree that he was a leader of some kind. He was too lazy for that cra- well… He guessed he couldn't say that now can he?

He used his magic to start stabilizing the kid, he really didn’t want this kid's dust on his hands. He doesn’t have the right magic intent to heal but he could at least help stabilize until his brother can get here. Soon enough, Papyrus came around the corner and gasped at the sight of a literal chil- (Chara and Frisk were children too, and look what they di stop) baby bones on the couch in such bad condition. Dust coming off him in what seemed like never-ending waves. Quickly Papyrus got to work, using his magic to heal what he could see and slowing down the dust flaking off. Sans stepped out of the way and got a good look at the kid.

He had a black and red striped shirt that seemed to go with a theme that all Fells had. He was wearing the classic sans black shorts with two white lines down the side, and black and red sneakers, obviously untied. Sans looked a little closer and saw the scars and small cracks going up his visible legs. Honestly, if it weren’t for the shirt, the lack of a gold tooth and the obvious age and height difference, this kid and Red could be twins. Sighing (again, how many was that today now?) He sat in the recliner and rested his arms on his knees. He took a quick look around and saw that everyone was looking curiously at the kid. When did they all get here? The Fells he sent off came back into the room looking agitated.

“HIS BROTHER HAS NOT COME THROUGH, AND I THINK IT’S SAFE TO SAY HE WON’T.” they left it at that, Edge making his way up the stairs, Red following with a grimace. Stretch decided to chime in, breaking the awkward silence the room seemed to have taken on “...so who is gunna tell Jupiter, Mars, and the others who aren’t here? Cause we don’t need a repeat of last time they weren’t aware of the newbies. I don’t think we can afford to add repairing the whole living room to the cost of the number of doors we have to replace every month from Undyne.” “welp, they aren’t getting back till later, and I’m hoping that the kid is awake by then. I also doubt they would attack a literal babybones, despite their….history.” Sans replied, “besides, we are here and I’m sure if they are in a mood we can stop them, just like last time.” That seems to have broken the tension as everyone collectively relaxed and slumped over.

Papyrus finally finished healing what he could and was oddly silent the whole time. You could see he was greatly disturbed by whatever he found while healing the poor kid, as he silently made his way up the stairs, holding himself in a sort of hug. Sans wanted to go comfort his brother but didn’t trust the kid enough to leave him alone. And while he could ask one of the others to do it, it was his responsibility. He wasn’t going to put anyone in potential danger like that. The kid was a Fell, and someone injured him badly. Who knows how he could react when he woke up? Would he attack thinking he was still being attacked? He didn’t want to take the chance. The kid was a LV 10 after all, despite his attack not being all that high (even with the parentheses). When he looked back up from his thoughts, it seemed as if everyone went back to wherever they were before. Leaving him with the kid. What a great day this turned out to be.

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Oh shit, that was his first thought immediately after seeing Classic’s eye lights go out. He felt his own follow. His second was his need to submit. He needs to show he isn’t a threat. His body seemed to go faster than his mind as he whines p̶a̶t̶h̶e̶t̶i̶c̶a̶l̶l̶y̶ and shows his neck, falling into the submission pose. He tries to make himself smaller to show he won’t fight back. He refuses to look into h̶i̶s̶ ̶a̶l̶p̶h̶a̶,̶ ̶o̶w̶n̶e̶r̶,̶ ̶b̶o̶s̶s̶,̶ ̶k̶e̶e̶p̶e̶r̶ Classic’s eyes. Is this where I die? (again? No, now isn’t the time for this) He can hear a faint rattling, and it took him a few moments to realize that it was coming him. He was shaking so hard his bones were rattling together in fear. He could feel the magic sweat rolling down his skull, making it kinda itchy. From the confused and slightly concerned look the a̶l̶p̶h̶a̶,̶ ̶l̶e̶a̶d̶e̶r̶,̶ ̶b̶o̶s̶s̶ ̶m̶o̶n̶s̶t̶e̶r̶,̶ ̶n̶e̶w̶ ̶b̶o̶s̶s̶?̶ Sans? Wait no, Classic, he was told to call him classic, right. That was the name he was told to call this monster.

The sound of someone talking to him broke him out of the fog that had overtaken his senses “-id, kid you need ta calm down before you pass out, I didn’t mean ta scare you so mu-” “WHAT ARE YOU DOING YOU ABSOLUTE DUMBASS?!?! GET AWAY FROM HIM YOU COWERED!” and suddenly he was in someone's arms. They were soothingly rubbing his skull. While it was unfamiliar, it was comforting. He could feel the intent of calming and comfort in the small motions. He could feel his breathing-(and wasn’t that a concept, he could/needed to breathe, as a skeleton. What?) slow down. When did it speed up? He was dizzy and tired. He could feel his body relaxing into the arms of the person, his vision clearing. He looked up to see it was…the Papyrus look alike. Why would he comfort him? What is this?

The one with the hole in his skull was glaring at Classic, his teeth bared and a deep rumble shaking his ribs. “We don’t…threaten…omegas…Classic” he slowly stood up, getting between me and Classic. Acting like a wall with his sheer size alone. I could feel the protective intent and anger towards classic. The smell of everyone's magic on alert makes me gag from the combined smell. I cover my nose hole.

Papyrus’ twin and Classic seemed to be fighting about something, but he didn’t care to listen to them. Looking over he could see the bigger him staring at him. It was like looking at a warped mirror and was a little freaky. The others didn’t bear such a similar resemblance to him so it was easier to keep them apart in his head. “ hey kid, m names Red. if ya need ta, I can take ya to my room, or Boss’s ta rest. Ya look like ya need it after today.” he seemed genuine, but would that be ok? I think he saw my apprehension cause he took a deep breath before looking over at his brother, who seemed to have set me down at some point. Now he was in Classic’s face screaming at him. Something about his atrocious behavior towards a minor or something like that, whatever that was. The large one was watching the scene with a blank face, making sure I was safe if it turned violent.

“Boss, imma take ‘im ta get some rest, tha ok wit’ cha?” His only response was a subtle nod and a wave of his hand that blended seamlessly with his already waving arms. Interesting, he even had the same unspoken language as my Paps. And that shot another sharp ping through my soul causing another whimper and a flinch from me. Which in turn caused bigger me’s head to snap my way as well as …imma call him bear until I learn his name. He gave me a sympathetic look from my face to my collar and back. Bear looked at the collar and turned back to the fight, seeing that I wasn’t hurt. With a slight grimace, he picked me up with ease. It was like I didn’t weigh anything (I probably didn’t). He took me up some stairs that led to a large hallway with doors on either side. I could feel his magic trying to soothe mine, but I didn’t know him, With his magic was so similar to my own, it didn’t do much. It just seemed to irritate him that it wasn’t working like he thought it would. With a grimace of my own, I said “sorry, ‘s too similar. My magic don know what ta do” my accent coming back almost full force with my exhaustion. “‘S ok kid, don worry bout it.” With a grumble, he opened a door that was painted red with a sign that said “YOU ENTER WITHOUT PERMISSION, YOU DIE. - THE GREAT AND TERRIBLE P̶A̶P̶Y̶R̶U̶S̶ EDGE” Edge…big me’s brother? Well, guess I got a name to go with the face, now I can stop calling him a Paps wannabe. Red shuffled in with me in hand and gently laid me on the rather comfortable bed. He took off my shoes and tucked me in like I was some babybones (aren’t I though? I’m still in stripes, but I haven’t been treated like a babybones in so long. Why does it feel so nice?) before sitting in a desk chair. He sighed before looking at me again. “ Look, kiddo, I know this looks…pretty bad. Ya don know where ya are an ya were immediately interrogated an al tha, but ya really are safe here. Me and Pa- Boss got ya back if ya need it. We all went through tha same thin so it’s really not just ya. Classic is just protective o us cause we had some bad monsters come through that damn machine. He wanted ta make sure ya weren’t one o them. Ta keep the rest o us safe. Give em a chance ta calm down an next time me an Boss will be their wit cha ok? I won’t let ya go through that again. I don know what happened to ya where ya came from but I can keep ya safe here. Me an my bro gotcha back here. Get some sleep kid, I’ll keep watch ok?” I couldn't feel any malice towards me, nor anger. That was all directed towards Classic it seems. Taking a deep breath I nodded. Finally letting my eyes slip shut. My last thought is praying that I could trust Red. I hope so.

Downstairs, Edge was still in classics face. He is glad his brother stepped in because the kid didn’t need to see this. He just got here and they were already fighting. If the kid's world was anything like his and Reds, and he was suspecting that it might even be worse, then he didn’t need to be near the yelling and fighting. Mars was by the stairs, refusing to let anyone by in case they try to get to the babybones. Edge was worried this would push the child over the edge and having a child lose control over his power, probably without knowing his limit, could be very dangerous for everyone involved. He just hopes his brother can be useful for once.

“WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU?! YOU KNOW HE IS PROBABLY FROM A FELL VERSE SO WHY THE HELL WOULD YOU INTERROGATE HIM LIKE THAT?! NOT TO MENTION HE IS A LITERAL CHILD WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU?!” Edge was losing his mind with rage, what the fuck was Classic trying to get at here? He knows the general idea, but to do that to a literal child? Unacceptable, completely unacceptable. The child was still in stripes for stars sake. “Edge, you know we need to establish the pecking order, even more so since he is a child and could possibly do more damage here. With his LV I need to be sure he won’t cause problems. I know you don’t like it but the kid needs to know who is in charge here and that he needs to listen to us.” “AND YOU DIDN’T NEED TO GO ABOUT IT AS YOU DID. AT ALL. THAT WAS UNACCEPTABLE AND LOW EVEN FOR YOU. HE WAS SHOWING OBVIOUS SIGNS OF ABUSE. YOU PUSHED TOO FAR. NOW I DOUBT WE WILL BE ABLE TO GET HIM TO TRUST US AT ALL. I THINK YOU HAVE MADE THIS SITUATION A LOT WORSE THAN IT NEEDS TO BE CLASSIC AND I HOPE YOU CAN DEAL WITH THE REPERCUSSIONS OF YOUR ACTIONS.”

Edge stood up, crossing his arms. He kept his glare in place while trying to figure out what the hell has gotten into his brother’s weak counterpart. Sighing he shoved past Classic. Muttering “ I Hope We Can Fix This Mess For All Our Sake, Classic. He Doesn’t Have A Brother To Rely On Here, As Far As I Can Tell. He Was In A Genocide Timeline, And His Brother Didn’t Make It.” he took off towards his room before Classic could reply. He gave Mars a quick nod, hoping to show his appreciation for the help. He could feel his brother’s magic coming from his room. He paused, getting a feel of his brother’s magic. It's been a while since he has felt such comfort and calmness from his brother’s magic. It has also been a while since he himself has been a babybones in need of the comfort it provided. Taking a deep breath, he steps into the room preparing himself for whatever may greet him inside.

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Stepping into a full kitchen wasn't really new to me. Boss sometimes had monsters over from the Royal Guard. All of them being skeletons all looking like versions of me and boss was a bit weird. Not immediately feeling like I was going to be killed and dusted was also weird. I mostly just felt contentment and curiosity, but there was also some caution mixed in.

“Who is the little you Red? New one? They know what's up?” “They look hungry, when did they last eat? I can make something, or my bro can” “ IS THERE ANOTHER BROTHER? HE LOOKS YOUNGER THAN ME!! HE IS STILL IN STRIPES! WHERE IS HIS BRO-” “WE DO NOT NEED TO TALK ABOUT THAT NOW BLUE, L E A V E I T” there is someone I know…of, its the paps look-alike, um…edge? My soul did the weird stabbing pain again but I managed not to make a sound.

“Heyyy now edge, no need to get so prickly with my bro. You know he gets curious about anyone new. What's with his eyes? Ya good kid?” the orange hoodie-wearing skeleton said “yeah, what's with the scary eyes kiddo? Ya tryin ta get payback?” classic chimed in “U-uh…no? Is that why it's darker? I probably don’t have enough magic to keep them on…” this time the scary one chimed in, starting to scratch at his shattered eye socket “Not enough magic? When did you eat last? It doesn’t take much magic at all to light your eyes?”

I started to do the math in my head but had to ask “ uh, what is the date today?” “ uhh, April 20th, 20xx kiddo, why?” ohh ok so it's April- wait 20xx?? The hell? “Did you say 20xx? For real? You're not messin wit me?” my accent came out stronger due to the surprise and stress. “Uhh, kid? What's up wit ya?” Red asks “notin, jus’ the fact tha I’m 17 years into da future…no big deal.” I say shrugging. I can feel myself shaking a bit. Edge and Red came near me, kind of hiding me behind them. “...huh, that's the biggest time difference that's happened, not to mention he is the only kid that came through…er sorry kiddo, I guess we should introduce ourselves. Seems like the friendly thing to do, names stretch. An over there is my bro, blue” before he could go further, a hyperactive-looking me ran up to us and bounced in place. “HELLO CHILD ME!! ITS NICE TO MEET YOU!” the loudness of his voice caused me to flinch a bit, my hearing seems to be a little more sensitive than most of them. I say most because the roll reverse papyrus seems to have the same problem as me. This time red spoke up, pointing to the roll reverse pair. “Those two are Black and Mutt, or pup on occasion. In tha kitchen makin ya food is Mars and Jupiter than ya got Classic and ‘nilla. Classic is da one ya talked to when ya first go’ ‘ere.” As soon as Classic was pointed out I froze, I remember him. He is the a̶l̶p̶h̶a̶ I think it’s called ‘head of household’? Everything in me is saying to submit to him, but I don’t think he is my n̶e̶w̶ boss. At least not yet, he hasn’t shown me he is capable.

That thought sent a spike of ice through my soul causing me to groan and hunch over. Taking a breath I put my hand over my chest. I didn’t notice the look that red and edge gave each other. I could feel eyes on me and I looked back up to see stretch staring at me.

“So kiddo, you never did answer Mars, when was the last time you ate? You look like a bag of bones. “ he sounded…worried? Is that what worried sounds like? “ uhh, that's cause I was trying ta do tha math. And uhh… a few months? Like… 2 or three months?” que the cursing, even from blue, whose eyelights went out. Even Classic looked horrified.

Suddenly Blue got up and went to the kitchen. Because of my hearing, I could hear the conversation he was trying to whisper to them. “Mars, Jupiter, you need to make something with less magic, and probably a broth like when you first came here. It’s been a while since he has eaten and we don’t want him to throw up. He needs the magic and food. Don’t worry, we will help him. He won’t starve here, we will make sure of it.”

When I started paying attention again I found Edge and Red staring at me, concerned. “Ahh, s-sorry sirs, uh w-what was the question?” there was a collective cringe from the group

“K-kiddo just call me my na-”
“THERE IS NO NEED FOR SIR-”
“Ugh that makes me feel old kid-”
“L-LITTLE ME THERE IS NO NEED FOR THA-”
“Just call us our names, kiddo. Speaking of which, did you ever come up with a nickname? We can’t just keep callin ya kiddo or kid. Or well, I guess we can but we need a name to go on your papers…”

Papers? Why would they need papers? “ uhh, Cosmos, like the flower, I guess.” I can tell that if I had the magic, I would be bright red. I flip my hood up and shrink down into it. This time, it was black that spoke up. “LIKE THE FLOWER? WHAT MEANING DOES THE FLOWER HAVE?” …at least he looked genuinely curious, and no one said it was stupid. “ U-uhh, it means peace, love, innocence, joy, tranquility. Figured it would be a good name for a new start, right Bo-.....” ow, I think that one was audible…fuck now everyone looks worried about me. “Ah…right, s-sorry bout tha, ‘m good” from the looks everyone was giving each other, it seems they think otherwise. Oops?

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After everyone calmed down, we all sat at the table. There was a lot of food there but I knew I needed to wait. Something about magic backlash? But it looked so good, and the smell I’m pretty sure I was drooling. I couldn't even tell what some of this food is, I could recognize the water sausages and eggs, bacon, but nothing else. I knew some of it was fruit of some kind, but I didn’t know the names of any of it. It was only when someone cleared their throat that I broke out of my food haze.

“Um, ya good kiddo? Why don’t you eat some? There is plenty to go around. Take what you need, you look like you need it.” Classic said with a concerned look. Did he not hear Blue in the kitchen? Probably not from the look he and some of the others were giving me. “ Can’t, not allowed ta..” From my left I could hear growling, I turned to look at Red who looked pissed. “Says who? Take whatcha wan kid, was that a rule at ya place?” “ Well, yeah, but also Blue said something about something backlash? Doesn’t sound good.” I heard Red grumble, and picked up a water sausage. “ Here, try dis, has some magic but shouldn’ hurt cha at all.” looking from the sausage to him I took it, not feeling any hidden intent.

Hesitantly I opened my mouth only to pause when I noticed some of the skeletons staring at my mouth. Quickly I slammed it shut taking a bite out of the food. “W-wa?” “nothin' kid, we were just wondering why you didn't summon your tongue? Don't ya wanna taste your food? For us it's just instinct to summon, do you not know how?” “n-no I can, just not enough magic right now, tha’s why my eyes are dim, no’ enough magic.” Usually, I would, to taste for poison if I was eating from the trash at Grillbys, but I couldn’t, not as I was.

When my body absorbed the magic the response was almost instant. I choked on the taste of dust and magic. Coughing I gripped my throat, spitting up a mix of dust and magic. Red and edge were at my side in an instant, patting my back and trying to rush me up the stairs. The small amount of magic my body managed to keep got turned into tears against my will. Distantly I could hear Edge talking to red but I couldn't make anything out due to my panic. Only when I finished throwing up the magic that was given to me did my hearing and vision go back to almost normal. I realized they must have taken me to a bathroom. Looking over I could see Mutt and Black at the door. Stretch and Classic were in the hallway whispering among themselves. Edge closed the bathroom door with a quick whisper to Black to cover them. Edge leaned over to talk to me while red rubbed a soothing hand on my spine.

“While I Think Some Of That Was The Fact That You Are Malnourished, I Think Some Of That Was About Your Collar. If You Would Allow Me, I Can Take Care Of You Like I Do My Brother. We Will Make Sure That You Are Takin Care Of Now That Your Brother Can Not. If We Do, Then We Need To Know What Happened To Him, For Our Own Safety And Yours.”

spitting out the last of the magic and dust I turn to them, Red now having backed up a little to give me space. With a sigh, I pretty much dissociate. I can see myself talking, telling them about the genocide route, about finding my brother, and about the chest pains. About realizing why my magic was acting up, trying to protect me from my ‘loss’ if you can call it that. Then I see my jaw slamming shut, refusing to move. It’s like my body shut down, I looked like a puppet without strings. Red caught my body while looking like he was going to cry. That was the last thing I see before passing out again.

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Waking up with a stabbing sans-ation (lol, finally a pun up in here) though my soul was becoming increasingly normal and terrifying. I was starting to become used to it at this point, and I didn’t even need to think about papyrus for it to flare up at this point. Sighing I open my eyes to see Red, Edge, Black, and Mutt in the room. Red, Edge, and Black seemed to be arguing over something while Mutt seemed to be keeping an eye on my soul. I must have made a noise of some kind because suddenly everyone was looking at me, slightly panicked.

“Kiddo, we need an answer. Will ya let Boss take ya? You're about to fall down an we really don wan that for you kid. Your soul is so damaged tha we may already be too late. Will ya let us try?” “CHILD, PLEASE ALLOW US TO HELP YOU, AT THIS POINT I WILL HAVE TO HELP WITH THE PROCESS SO YOU WILL BELONG TO ME AS WELL IF YOU ACCEPT. AS I AM SURE YOU ALREADY KNOW (BUT I WILL REITERATE ANYWAY) IN US DOING THIS WE ARE BASICALLY ADOPTING YOU WITH OUR MAGIC. WE WILL BE TAKING RESPONSIBILITY FOR TAKING CARE OF YOU AND YOUR NEEDS. YOU WILL BE UNDER OUR PROTECTION. ARE YOU OK WITH THIS GIVIN YOUR CURRENT ARRANGEMENT?”

Well, what other option do I have? It’s not like papyrus is here to tell me to say no. He didn’t want me to begin with. I don’t want to be dust with him. Here are two monsters who seem to want me (or use me) and are willing to put magic on it. It’s so weird, why couldn’t my brother want me, but these strangers want me?

Slowly I nod my head, and instantly, like rabid dogs, their magic was on me. I could feel it filling the collar and stabilizing my magic. Instantly relief was flooding my bones. I could feel myself relaxing and filling with magic. Looking to the side I could see Mutt and Red relaxing with me. Seems they were worried as well, how odd. Everything was going like I remember until I hear Red and Mutt gasp, which cause the other two to look over at them.

“Kid, tha hell is wrong wit ya eyes? Why do they look like red galaxies? Ta hell?” The other two look at my eyes as well, before gasping. “U-um, I- um well, ya see…) I can feel myself blush, now that I have access to magic. Fuck, does that mean they can see my freckles as well? Double fuck. Now they will send me out, treat me the same way as papyrus did. Damn, just when I started liking some of the monsters here. Are they going to send me back to that dusty wasteland? I can’t go back the- “ kiddo, breath wit me ok? We didn’ mean anytin by it buddy. Come back to us cosmos, common kiddo.”

I make a choking sound, somewhere between a chuckle and a sob. Red seems a bit panicked. That’s hilarious, big bad Red being scared. I think I remember him and Edge being the badasses of their world, why are they losing their shit over a kid? Why did Classic? The thought caused me to burst out laughing, as much as I could being out of breath. For some reason that made them seem more worried. I think it's because I was crying. Or was it because of the panic attack? I curl myself into a ball and try to hide from them. I don’t remember the rush of emotions suddenly last time this happened. In fact, I remember it being quite painful, why was this happening with a bunch of strangers surrounding me? I may trust them a bit more than…what was I thinking about? I could feel my body give a violent shudder before going still. Oh, this is… something. I can’t see but I’m so calm. This is the calmest I think I have ever been. I can feel myself letting out a deep breath of air, my body relaxing.

“-ST BE HIS BODY GETTING USED TO THE SUDDEN INFLUX OF EXCESS MAGIC, IT SHOULD BE OK. YOU DID THE SAME THING, THOUGH NOT QUITE AS VIOLENT AS THIS… BACK? WAS IT THE SAME FOR YOU?” huh, I guess they are talking again, hope they don’t want me to respond. I don’t want to, I’m too relaxed. Don’t take me away from this so soon. “YES AND NO, EDGE. IT WAS NOWHERE NEAR AS VIOLENT, BUT HE DID RELAX LIKE THIS, SEEMED A BIT DAZED FOR A WHILE. SIMILAR TO HIS CURRENT STATE. I THINK Something Happened With His Last Binding, I Don’t Think He Was As WIlling Or At Least, Didn’t Trust His Brother As Much, So It Caused Damage.” “Well, let’s hope it’s reversible, no child should have to go through that shit.” That’s a new voice, must be Mutt. My new bosses are here, with their brothers. That causes a pleased purr to rumble my chest, which causes a pause in the conversation. “....holy shi’ tha is the cutest damn thin I have ever heard. Boss ya hearin this? He is purrin. So damn cute.” “I DIDN’T THINK YOUR EYES COULD TURN INTO STARS LIKE BLUES. THAT IS CUTE BROTHER. ALMOST AS CUTE AS THE PURRING.” I feel a shift in weight as they curl around me, making a cuddle pile. I close my eyes the rest of the way, falling asleep.

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Waking up to the intent of comfort and contentment was something I am not used to. So when I tried to roll over and couldn’t, I would say it was normal to freak out a little. Now, what I didn’t know, was my magic can apparently do its own thing to “protect” me, and I ended up halfway through the door. Stuck. At least I didn’t faceplant. Buuuut it was a surprise to the others in the room because it caused a loud bang. Now I couldn’t see into the room, only the hallway. But I assume they jumped up ready to fight based on the sounds I was hearing in the room. Then silence. Then laughter from who I am going to assume are Mutt and Red.

“K-kid how tha hell did ya manage tha? Ya need he- hahHAHAHAHA” “k-kiddo, cosmos, kid, ya need a, hand? Hahahaha” “DO YOU REQUIRE ASSISTANCE COSMOS? I CAN GET SANS SENSE THESE TWO NINCOMPOOPS REFUSE TO HELP YOUR PREDICAMENT, I SHALL BE BACK!” “t-thanks, black…” “I SHALL SEE WHAT I CAN DO HERE, COSMOS. STAY STILL OK?’ “y-yes boss”

Well, Edge couldn’t do much without breaking down the door and shattering it. And he didn’t want to do that while I was stuck in it. So we had to wait for Black to get someone. And by someone, I mean everyone but Mars and Jupiter. Apparently, this is not the first time something like this has happened to someone in the house and they were surprised that the newbie did it. After some laughs at my expense (and an internal panic attack), Comic and Stretch coached me on how to get out. It took nearly an hour since they wouldn’t stop laughing. Which in turn caused everyone else to start cracking up. By the time I got loose breakfast was done. When I went to sit at the seat I chose yesterday, there was a bowl of broth waiting for me. I was excited but refused to show it to someone who almost dusted me. Taking a sip, I could feel my eyelights shining again, and heard some gasps and whispers. I didn’t look up and just continued to slowly eat my broth. It was really good and I told Mars and Jupiter as much. Wait, we also blush our magic color? Cool, good to know.

“So ki- er, cosmos, other than that debacle upstairs, are you doing better? you …weren’t in great shape the past few days.” Why is he concerned now? He wasn’t when he nearly dusted me in the living room a few days ago. Guess he isn’t going to kick me and the others out? “I’m fine.” there, short and simple. To the point. Keep it easy. He seemed to take the hint and turned to Edge and Red “So, we need to get his papers done but can’t really say we are his cousins, since he doesn't really have a guardian. He seems to have warmed up to you quite a bit, do you want to adopt him?” oh, now he is talking about something huge like this like I’m not here? Rude, what the hell?? “Uh, that seems like a big decision, shouldn’t I get a say?” That seemed to shock everyone. Red looked impressed. So did Mutt.

“Obviously Edge should be my father if he wants to, and Black, Mutt, and Red would be my older brothers. Everyone else would be my cousins, whoever wants to. Now obviously me and the others will have to talk about it and maybe rearrange some things but that should be fine for forged documents. We all fit into the same theme so it isn’t too far of a stretch (*snort* good one kid) for us to be related but just saying that they should adopt me without talking to either group is rude. Meany.” Now I know that last comment was unnecessary but I am a kid now, some urges I just can’t fight. Now everyone looked a mix of impressed and shocked. Vanilla and Blue had stars in their eyes, looking at me with….something.

“BROTHER, HE IS INDEED CORRECT, THAT WAS A BIT OUT OF LINE. THAT IS SOMETHING THEY NEED TO PLAN THEMSELVES. I KNOW YOU NEED IT FOR THE PAPERS, BUT COULD THAT NOT WAIT FOR LITTLE COSMOS TO FEEL BETTER FOR MORE THAN ONE DAY? THEY DON’T KNOW ABOUT HIM YET AND HE NEEDS TO RECOVER. His entrance seemed to be a bit rougher than the others.” “Sorry bro, cosmos.” Comic said looking thoroughly chastised. I nodded with a mouthful of broth, accepting the apology. I may not trust him at all but I’m not going to be mean to him. Not like g҉a҉s҉t҉e҉r…..who? What?

“Kid, you ok there? What did the soup do to you?” looking up at stretch confused, he answered, “ ya were glaring at the soup like it owed you some G kiddo, ya good?” “Yeah, sorry, I got a little bit of a headache. Probably something to do with the- “ “OK COSMOS, MAYBE YOU SHOULD LAY DOWN. OR PERHAPS REST ON THE COUCH AND WATCH SOME OF THAT BLASTED T.V. YOU SANS TYPES SEEM TO LOVE SO MUCH.” edge cut me off. Looking around I could see Mutt and Red looking nervous. You couldn’t tell unless you knew their tells. So they are hiding something. Black had a mask of indifference on his face. Something I find I don’t like seeing, it's too close to….to who? Never mind, with the small amount of magic in my system, I made it to the couch no problem. Sitting down I turn on the T.V. with the remote from the side table. A science documentary on space. Hell yeah, right up my alley. Getting comfortable I didn’t focus on what the “adults” were talking about in the kitchen. I was fully content on watching the awesome science space.

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As Cosmos left the kitchen, there was dead silence for a while. Then stretch piped up with “ So, are we going to address the elephant in the room? Cause I have some questions, like why a kid came through that blasted machine, and why he doesn't have a brother.” Edge shifted at that last part and it didn’t go unnoticed, red looked really uncomfortable. Sans, eying the two says “ Well, it seems those two have an idea bout that last part. Why don’t we ask them? Red? Edge?” Edge shifted again, and Red started sweating. “*ahem* The Child, Cosmos, Is From What Me And Red Think, Was A Genocide Timeline. That Is Why He “Doesn’t Have” A Brother.” “we are pretty sure ‘e…HAD one. S’ why there is some dust on his shirt, no’ that I think ’e ‘as noticed. As for why he is a kid, we don’ know” Red ends with a shrug. For a moment it was silent, then chaos.
“He had to deal with that shit still in stripes!?”
“IS THAT WHY HE WAS SO HURT WHEN HE FIRST CAME HERE?”
“HOW TERRIBLE, TO DO THAT TO A CHILD!”
“Dude….that's messed….up”
“S-SOMEONE H-HURT….HIM?”
‘*groan* and I fuckin, scared him when he first arrived. No wonder he doesn't trust me. Fuck I fucked up.” Stretch, Comic, and Blue all had their eyes flaring with magic. A feeling of protectiveness overtaking them all. Then edge dropped the real bomb on them. “We Think He Was Abused By Someone As Well, While He Was In His Timeline. We Don’t Know If Gaster Is Still There In His Timeline, And We Haven’t Spoken His Name Near Him. Until We Get Him More Comfortable, We Should Not Get Into Anything That May Be Triggering To Him At The Moment. We Just Got His Magic Levels Up To…Well He Can Form His Eyelights Now.” this caused a pause, then more questions came
“ Yeah, speaking of eyelights, why are his so….different?”
“is his…Magic…ok?”
“Maybe determination experimentation?”
“Well duh we all had that”
“MAYBE HIS WAS DIFFERENT THAN OURS?”
“Blue is right, all our timelines are different, whats to say his isn’t different than Reds and Edges. Maybe it goes deeper than just age?”
“So then how do we help him? We don’t know his magic and from this morning he isn’t used to having so much. Maybe he’s magic different?”

“I CAN TELL YOU RIGHT NOW HE ISN’T, HE WASN’T FED IN HIS TIMELINE. I AM PRETTY SURE IT WAS HIS PAPYRUS THAT WAS ABUSING HIM, HIM, OR GASTER. FROM WHAT I HAVE SEEN. HE FLINCHES FROM ME MORE SO THAN ANYONE ELSE, AND CLASSIC INTERROGATED HIM. AND NOT LIGHTLY DESPITE HIS AGE, CLASSIC.”Edge glared at classic, who at this point was sweating from the stress, and was now feeling his sins crawling on his back. “I just don't want another dust situation, ok? He is the only other one that came through without a brother. What was I supposed to think when I checked and saw he had a LV of 5? Not to mention, when I saw he had dust on him, my first thought wasn’t “oh he’s from fell” as I’m sure it wasn’t for you either. I was just being cautious. We can’t reset anymore, now that frisk doesn’t have the RESET anymore. I can’t get Paps back. Even if we did, we don’t know what would have happened to all of you.”

There was silence for a while as everyone soaked in the new information. “Ok, let's take a break from the heavy, what about his papers? What is his “story” I guess? Cause we need something. It's only a matter of time before he is seen and and/or needs to be takin out. We need babybones clothes because he can’t wear the same thing forever. I can only imagine what will happen if he notices the dust still on ‘im if he hasn’t already. It’s not like there is much but still. He will need clothes and other things.” “Well, he could be a lost brother we lost during the move, he was with a trusted monster that we lost contact with and just recently got back together wit. Wouldn't be too far of a reach cause lotsa monsters lost connections after the first move.” After a few tweaks from the others to make it more believable, with Black writing it all down, they made the kid a life story. After a few more minutes, all they needed was a few things from the kid to finalize the papers. Once it was done, they all relaxed with a sigh, until there came a crashing from the living room.

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Watching the science video was cool and all but I was still tired from the magic transfer. I don’t even know when I closed my eyes. But after a few hours of the adults talking I figured it wouldn’t be a problem to take a quick nap. I was wrong.

waking up I immediately recognized where I was. The lab. I do a quick scan of the room and see a bottle of…something glowing and red. But I don’t see Papyrus. He has changed recently and was more mean and pushy. He hurt me sometimes after Gaster took him away to “talk”. He never came back with marks like I do, but always came back angry.

Sighing to myself I figured I should get comfortable. It could be a while till Gaster got back from wherever he was. How big was this place again? I guess it doesn't matter, I’m never getting outta here. Sighing I decided to count the tiles on the ceiling, I already knew how many there were, 37 if you were wondering. But it helps pass the time. I got to tile 17 when I heard the door slam open, showing a disheveled Gaster holding a bunch of equipment. Needles and leather straps and such. Welp, this was going to be painful. Great.

I lay there compliant as he straps me down. He then starts setting something up around us, a glass container? Why would he need this? Weird. Like always he doesn't try to talk to me. The only time he even looks at me is to experiment or get me to ask questions.

After he sets up the glass (maybe hard plastic?) container around us, he starts filling the needles with the red glowing stuff I saw on the cart earlier. I hope he isn’t going to put that in me, I REALLY hope he isn’t going to inject that into me. But luck was never on my side. As he came closer he finally spoke to me in that weird language he speaks. “ summon your tongue. I need a place to inject this and I would prefer if you were compliant this time, 5A-N5. If you don’t I’m sure your cellmate will be more than willing. With our recent talks, he seems a lot more willing than you.” Like hell. Quickly summoning my tongue I open my mouth. Paps may be older than me but I refuse to let him go through this torture. He doesn't need to worry about me if he ever did.

Seeing that I summoned the tongue, he summoned a hand to hold the syringe, and another to keep my mouth open. He blipped outside of the…box? He made around me, before grabbing a clipboard and pen. I could feel the hand holding my sharp teeth, it felt weird. Once he knew I wasn't going to close my mouth, the hand moved to my tongue. Lifting it up and holding it in place for the injection. I feel the needle enter and then BURNING ITHURTSITHURTSIHURTSITHURTS GET IT OUT MAKE IT STOP I can hear myself making gurgling sounds as the red ooze burns me from the inside out. I can feel it flooding my entire being. Then I feel another poke just as the burning starts calming down, and the process repeats. By the end of it, I am immobile with pain echoes. I couldn’t see at all meaning my eye lights were out. It felt like there were millions of needles all stabbing into me from the inside out. Then my mind went into a blank rage. It felt like my instincts went into overdrive.

I could faintly hear growling, and it took a minute to realize it was me. I couldn’t see, not in the way other monsters could. It was like I could only see souls and intent. I couldn’t see the actual person. I could faintly feel something dripping from my eye sockets, and then it was like my vision exploded as my magic gathered in my eye socket. I could see stats and magic in my right eye, and intent and souls in my left. This would be so cool if I wasn't in pain and not in control of my body, which was currently pacing like a caged animal. I could feel the bone-rattling growls in my chest now.

Gaster looked pleased, as he called in someone…Papyrus? He looked pissed and his intent was to harm. Gaster layed a summoned hand on him, then teleported him into the cage with me. That wasn’t good, I can’t control myself! He was going to KILL HIM!!

The next thing I knew, I was being thrown across the cage by papyrus. This caused my uncontrollable body to pause for a second before descending on Papyrus. I watched in horror as my body and papyrus fought, him punching me and my body biting and attacking him. This went on for a while, after a few blows, the both of us took to using magic instead of blows. It was really only when he punched me hard enough to make a hole in my skull did my body really start attacking him.

My body was toying with him, I thought in horror. Now it’s going to kill him. Gaster needs to stop this. I need to stop this before he gets killed! But no matter how hard I tried, it was like someone or something else had taken over my body and I couldn’t get back in control. It was only when Papyrus had a true look of fear, and my body was going for the dusting blow, did Gaster finally teleport him out of the cage. Gaster picked him up and took him somewhere.

My body finally collapsed, giving me back control. I put a hand up to my face, pulling it back when it hit something wet. My phalanges were covered in a thick, black tar-like substance mixed with red…magic? Did he inject me with determination? Isn’t that illegal as hell? He is going to get both of us killed. Sighing, I got back onto the table, closing my eyes. Then I feel hands on me

Jolting awake I immediately bite and hold onto whoever dared to touch me. I hear a startled yelp, then screaming. Then a bunch of yelling as someone told me to let go. I refused, If gaster came back after what he just pulled then he can lose his fucking arm for all I care. I dug my teeth in further, feeling the bone-cracking a bit.

This caused more screaming, then someone gently laid their hand on my head. ….Gently? Neither Gaster nor Papyrus were ever gentle. So then who was it? I looked up to see Black looking at me rather calmly. I can feel my eye lights flickering brightly, and his flashes in response. Fuck, FUCK they are going to kill me! I quickly let go and look around the room. Everyone is looking at me either worried or horrified.

I couldn’t take this, I teleport to the only room I really know, and then teleport into the locked closet. Hopefully, they won’t look for me here. Why would they look for someone who nearly took their…friends? Friends arm off?

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Black sighed, gripping his arm. The damage was pretty bad but he was already healing the worst of it. Looking over to his now hovering brother he grumbled “Can You Do Something Useful And Get Me Some Cleaning Supplies and Bandages, Mutt? No Need To Make A Bigger Mess Than I Already Need To Clean Up.” “sure boss” as Mutt teleports away Everyone descends on black, except Edge and Red, who ran off to find the distressed child.

“ARE YOU OK?! THAT LOOKS PAINFUL!”
“Dude how did he not take your arm off”
“Did you see the size of his teeth? They look a lot bigger and sharper than Mutts and Reds combined”
“DO YOU NEED ASSISTANCE, BLACK?”
“I AM FINE, I HAD TO DEAL WITH THIS WITH MUTT, AND HE IS A LOT MORE AGGRESSIVE WITH MORE LV. WHICH WE ALL KNOW DOES MORE DAMAGE. However This And That Bit Of Information Is Not What We Need To Be Focusing On. There Is A Distressed Child With Magic Running Around Somewhere And I am Pretty Sure He Isn’t Ok Right Now. We need to find him before he does something he will probably regret”

Black knew he was getting quieter the more he talked, but between the injury, healing it, and the stress from the day, he thinks he has the right to some quiet. Thankfully he is used to this type of thing from dealing with Mutt, and they both know how to heal and fix this type of injury.

Mutt appears with the supplies, and that seemed to be the thing that got everyone going. Everyone took off in different directions, Classic and Stretch took the basement, Vanilla and Blue took off outside, and Red and Edge were upstairs.

“Mutt, I need you to help the others, I can deal with this-” “WE NEED SOME HELP UP ‘ERE!!! QUICKLY!!!!” that sounded like Red, who knew he could be louder than Papyrus when he needed to. ThE house was suddenly filled with the sounds of the pops and the smells of magic of the tellaports and running feet as everyone made their way to the room Red yelled from. It must have come as a surprise to everyone because he genuinely sounded panicked. Which Red never was, nor was he ever that loud without cause. In fact, Black and Mutt were the only ones who have ever heard him sound similar to now. That was when Edge got shot in a turf war he was unlucky enough to have been in the crossfire of.

Black made his way up to Edge’s room where everyone had gathered. Vanilla, Classic, Red and Edge were all inside of the room while everyone hovered around the door. There on the ground, in the middle of the room was Cosmos. His shirt lifted to show near shattered ribs, and few that had broken off. What little magic he had left after teleporting, and what little he was able to absorb from the low magic broth he had, was leaking out all over the floor.

Quickly making his way over to the scene, he started putting pressure on the wounds he could see. The deep cracks and fresh scratch marks left little to nothing of the hell he had gone through. At this point Black was pissed at all Fell universes for putting even children through the hell monsters had no right to go through. Children shouldn’t have these marks. Was this what made Papyrus look so ill when he was healing Cosmos? Or was it something else?

Suddenly Cosmos started shaking and choking. Black quickly rolled him onto his side as he spewed black and red…tar? Is that tar?? What the hell is that? It isn’t magic…determination? Well, that was one answer, but also so many other questions. Why was there black in it? Why is he throwing up Determination? How recent were the experiments for this child? Just what did this child go through?

Shaking that thought off, he rolled Cosmos back over after his body stopped shaking and vomiting. With a ‘tsk’ sound Black used a dirty shirt, courtesy of Mutt (Reds was on the other side of the bed, too far to grab right this moment.) and used it to clear away the rest of the tar substance. Turning to Edge and Red, he asked

“I AM SURE WE ARE ALL WONDERING, BUT WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED HERE?” using his normal volume seemed to shock them all for a second, especially when he was much quieter before. Edge looked at Red. so Red found him then. “W-well, ya see, I was tasked to look in the room ‘es been stayin in, an’ ‘e hid in the closet befo’ uh, when ‘e woke up” Red was sweating more than normal, it was starting to actually soak his shirt. Which wasn’t normally what happened, his sweat being magic and all. “I figured I would check th’ closet cause he was hidin’ in there before. An’ he was havin some kinda attack. ‘E was scratchin his ribs bloody an’ hype- hyper-, breathin funny” Red seemed irritated that his accent wouldn't let him say certain things properly. “Those cracks ‘r old, not healed properly or sum’ he did’ make those, at leas’ not while ‘e was in tha closet. ‘E broke a couple a ribs off, here”

Red takes the ribs he found at the bottom of the closet out of his pocket and handed them to Papyrus, who was healing the child along with Blue, who was helping. Edge was helping clear where they needed to heal while Black was keeping pressure where it was needed. Everyone else was either hovering by the doorway or getting more towels and supplies to help.

“Do…you think….he will be…..ok? Me an…Pa- J-Jupiter can… make so…..some food…..for him…..do you….think….it w….would help?” “BROTHER….I THINK IT WOULD….HELP A BIT….TO BRING HIS HP BACK UP.” “you’re so….cool Paps….lets….make the….kid some food.” Hopefully he will be able to handle the food they make. Black still couldn’t tell if he could handle heavy magic foods at this point. With all the healing magic in his system it should help with the consumption of foods high in magic, but he was low in magic for so long. Black was worried his reserves were damaged. Not to mention he was literally on death's door due to starving.

Noticing Papyrus and Blue were nearly finished healing Cosmos he stood up. He still had some healing to do himself, and he was exhausted. The link between him and Cosmos drained some of his magic to keep Cosmos healthy and linked to him. Normally it wouldn't be a problem, especially since the link was shared. But with both Cosmos, who was already low on magic, and Mutt, who had Magic deficiencies (Mostly due to his magic being forced into his senses involuntarily) he was starting to feel it in his reserves. He knew as the new link settled it he would become more accustomed to the new strain on his magic reserves, but that could take up to a few days. For now he needed a nap. Hopefully Cosmos will make a quick recovery.

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I felt cold. Which was both expected and not. I thought I wasn’t going to wake up this time. I’m in a different universe so I don’t think the RESETS would work if I mess this up. God, I’m hungry. I feel so tired. How long have I been asleep? If I am still here, does that mean I’m in a monster cell? It feels like I am floating…but also on the ground? Deciding to open my eyes was a mistake. The blinding white was horrible and made my already aching head explode in pain. Groaning, I look around, hoping to see something other than the white that has overtaken my senses and seemed to seep into my bones. Grunting, I stand up. Looking around I decided to start walking forwards. It’s not like I can really get lost here, is it? After hours of walking, I started feeling tired. It felt so weird here. Feelings seemed to go right to my very soul. The exhaustion I felt seemed to become part of my very being. Taking a breath I look around again, hoping to see SOMETHING at this point. I have been walking for a while at this point. But still nothing. Then, there was a sound. A teleportation? Who was teleporting here? Why? Then I could hear a deep voice grumbling and growling to himself. He seemed to be covered in a tar-like substance and had…tentacles? Tentacles coming out of his spine.

“𝕎𝕙𝕪 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕝 𝕚𝕤 𝕤𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕒 𝕟𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥𝕞𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕒𝕓𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕒𝕟𝕥𝕚-𝕧𝕠𝕚𝕕? 𝕀𝕤 ℂ𝕣𝕠𝕤𝕤 𝕒𝕤𝕝𝕖𝕖𝕡? 𝕀 𝕥𝕙𝕠𝕦𝕘𝕙𝕥 𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕠𝕟 𝕒 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕚𝕠𝕟? 𝕄𝕒𝕪𝕓𝕖 𝕀 𝕟𝕖𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕠 𝕔𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝕙𝕚𝕞 𝕓𝕒𝕔𝕜 𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕝𝕪, 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕒 𝕞𝕠𝕧𝕚𝕖 𝕟𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥 𝕠𝕣 𝕤𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘. ℍ𝕖 𝕞𝕦𝕤𝕥 𝕓𝕖 𝕘𝕖𝕥𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕨𝕠𝕣𝕜𝕖𝕕 𝕒𝕘𝕒𝕚𝕟 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕕𝕠𝕖𝕤𝕟’𝕥 𝕨𝕒𝕟𝕥 𝕥𝕠 𝕥𝕖𝕝𝕝 𝕒𝕟𝕪𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕚𝕗 𝕙𝕖 𝕚𝕤 𝕘𝕖𝕥𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕤𝕖 𝕟𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥𝕞𝕒𝕣𝕖𝕤 𝕒𝕘𝕒𝕚𝕟.”
“H-hello? W-whos there? I think I’m lost…can you help me? Sir?”
“...𝕎𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕗𝕦𝕔𝕜 𝕚𝕤 𝕒 𝕔𝕙𝕚𝕝𝕕 𝕕𝕠𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖?”
“Uh, well, I uh…got hurt I think? I’m probably in a prison cell cause I hurt someone. Uh, I got teleported to the original timeline I think, after being in a genocide timeline and seeing my brother die. Black and Edge helped me by infusing their magic into my collar and basically adopting me. And uh, after being hurt I kinda, woke up here? I’ve been walking a while so-”
“𝕆𝕜 𝕠𝕜, 𝕜𝕚𝕕, 𝕀 𝕘𝕖𝕥 𝕚𝕥, 𝕓𝕦𝕥 𝕨𝕙𝕪 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦 ℍ𝔼ℝ𝔼 𝕠𝕗 𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝕡𝕝𝕒𝕔𝕖𝕤? 𝕀𝕤 𝕚𝕥 𝕓𝕖𝕔𝕒𝕦𝕤𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕒𝕣𝕖𝕟'𝕥 𝕚𝕟 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕚𝕞𝕖𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕖?”
“Probably, I mean theoretically if I wake up, I should be in the alpha timeline yeah? Cause I’m not actually here so I should be fine. What's your name…noot noot?”
“𝕄𝕪 𝕟𝕒𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕤 ℕ𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥𝕞𝕒- f𝕦𝕔𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕟𝕠𝕠𝕥 𝕟𝕠𝕠𝕥? 𝔻𝕚𝕕 𝕂𝕚𝕝𝕝𝕖𝕣 𝕠𝕣 𝔻𝕦𝕤𝕥 𝕤𝕖𝕟𝕕 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖? 𝕀'𝕝𝕝 𝕜𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕞. 𝕀 𝕤𝕨𝕖𝕒𝕣 𝕥𝕠 𝕘𝕠-”
“Your name is Nightmare? Who are Dust and Killer? Interesting names if I’m being honest. Are they Sans to? Are you? You look like me, so probably.”
“...𝕂𝕚𝕕 𝕛𝕦𝕤𝕥 𝕨𝕒𝕜𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕗𝕦𝕔𝕜 𝕦𝕡 𝕒𝕝𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕪, 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕕𝕠𝕟'𝕥 𝕨𝕒𝕟𝕥 𝕥𝕠 𝕓𝕖 𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕞𝕦𝕔𝕙 𝕝𝕠𝕟𝕘𝕖𝕣. 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕤𝕠𝕦𝕝 𝕚𝕤 𝕔𝕣𝕪𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕖𝕟𝕠𝕦𝕘𝕙 𝕒𝕤 𝕚𝕥 𝕚𝕤. 𝕂𝕖𝕖𝕡 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕦𝕡 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕪𝕠𝕦'𝕝𝕝 𝕓𝕖𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕖 𝕞𝕪 𝕟𝕖𝕩𝕥 𝕗𝕠𝕠𝕕 𝕤𝕠𝕦𝕣𝕔𝕖.”

And just like that, I started fading. The skeleton….er, monster, then turns around and teleports away. Nightmare was so cool. He looked awesome and kinda acted like Edge and Black. I wonder if they know him? Better keep this to myself though, it seemed like I wasn’t supposed to be here.

The next thing I knew, I was jolting awake and was in extreme pain. My ribs felt like they were torn off. Oh right, they were…oops. I hope whoever found me wasn’t too upset about the mess. Grunting, I get up, ready to start cleaning. I hope it wasn’t too big of a mess cause my ribs hurt like hell. Flaring my magic I notice a lot of the others asleep. I hear someone teleporting into the room, their magic was agitated and upset. Looking up I saw Pup. He looked at me, not saying anything, then teleporting away again. A few minutes pass and I feel, who I think is Black, waking up. I hope Pup didn’t wake Black up. I get my dirty shredded clothes off the floor and start cleaning up the leftover dust and marrow off the floor. It seems like someone already did a half-assed job cleaning up the place but I needed to finish the job. I think I need cleaning supplies. I don’t know where it is though so I hope this will be good enough.

“Just What Do You Think You Are Doing Out Of Bed Child? You Should Be Resting. If Vanilla Or Anyone Else Catches You Up They Will Have My Head. You Were Very Hurt And Could Undo All The Progress We Put Into Healing You, Which Would Be A Waste Of Magic. I Already Told Someone To Clean That Mess, Why Are You Doing That?”
“Cause it’s my mess? Why should anyone but me do it? They didn’t make the mess so why should they clean it? That doesn't make sense.”

Black looks at me for a long while, his arms crossed. I shrug and decide to finish cleaning the best I can. Looking at the shirt, I realize that I can’t use it anymore. Looking down, I see that I am wearing a shirt that is way too big for me. Must be Reds then. Or Blacks. I am so much smaller than anyone here, it isn’t fair. Huffing a little I look for a trash can. Realizing that there isn't one here, I decided to go downstairs, only to be stopped by Black again.

“And Where Do You Think You Are Going?”
“ To put this in the trash? It is unusable now and I don’t want to leave it on the floor, that's lazy and messy.” I hear him mumble something similar to “finally, someone who isn’t a lazy bones. Even if children aren’t supposed to worry about things like this.” Then he says for me to hear “I Can Take Care Of That For You, You Need To Get Some Rest.”
“Nah, just walk me to the kitchen, I think that's where the trash is, at least, the only one I saw. That way you can make sure I don’t hurt myself and I can take care of my mess. I can rest afterward. I Promise.”

Something I said seemed to make him change his tune cause he straightened his stance a little, then let his arms drop and nodded silently. Did I do something wrong? I hope not. I don’t wanna piss off one of my “father” figures. I still don’t know what they can do or how powerful they are. And if I piss one of them off I’ll have them all on my tailbone. Nodding to myself I start heading towards the stairs. As I walk through the house I realize it’s just like mine, except bigger, seemingly more stretched out. Probably to accommodate all the skeleton monsters. Walking down the hallway I pass a mini table with a vase and a jar with mini mechanical parts labeled “spares”. I’m gunna need to keep that in mind. I am so bored, there isn’t anything for me to do now that I don’t have a job or need to hide from anyone now. I need something to keep my hands busy. I feel lazy and like I’m taking advantage of these monsters who took me in. I mean it's not like they really had a choice in the matter but still, I feel bad about it. I need to look for a job or something, help pay the bills now that I am a strain on their supplies, food, money, and clothing-wise. I think I need a phone for that though, and I don’t have much gold on me. I think it will be just enough to get a phone…maybe.

Shaking my head to get out of my thoughts, I realize that we already made it to the kitchen. I quickly throw away the shirt and look back to Black. He is still just looking at me with that contemplative look in his eye socket. “Hey uh, do you know….whos room I stole this time? And where they are sleeping? Cause I’m sure they would like their bed back. I can sleep on the couch and they can take their bed back. I don’t mind.” “You May Not, But Edge Will. You Are Hurt, And You Have Yet To Get A Room Here, So Until Then, You Will Be Staying With Either Edge Or Myself. Since You Are Hurt, Edge Has Allowed You To Take His Bed Until You Have Recovered. Come, We Need To Get You Back Into Bed. It Is Quite Late.”

He led me back to the room I woke up in and made sure I got into the bed. He tucked me in like a little babybones which in turn made me make a face. He chuckled and kissed me on the head. He then said goodnight and closed the door. Guess I’m sleeping now, I wonder if I will see that cool skeleton again? I hope so. Sighing I close my eyes, praying for once, to see that skeleton that seemed so much like my fathers.

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When they finally got the kid healed enough and calmed down, Classic looked around. It seemed everyone was on the same page. The kid needed help, and everyone wanted a part of it. They all wanted Cosmos to feel loved and get better. Comic knew that he already fucked that up for himself, but he knew that the kid would be in good hands. They needed to talk about this and they all knew it, so he decided to call another family meeting. This kid is making him do so much more work than he was used to but he doesn’t really mind much. After all of this is over, he knew he wouldn’t be able to pull the “lazy” card on his brother as much as he did before. Making his way to the kitchen, he pulls up a chair. Looking around he sees everyone follow his example. He also notices that no one seemed to know how to start. So he did.

“So, that was something that happened. I think we need a way to make him feel more…safe here. Does anyone have any ideas on how we can do that?”

“I actually have a question bout his magic pulse thingy, why does ‘e do tha? Maybe if we figure out tha’, then maybe we could figure it out from there.”

“Ya didn’t flair your magic as a baby bones? It’s how they identify monsters they don’t really know in the area. All monster children do it, just not as often as skeletons cause other monsters don’t have as much magic as skeletons.”

At this, the Underfells, both swap and not, seemed confused, before something clicked for Black.

“WE DON’T DO THAT IN SWAPFELL BECAUSE IT COULD GIVE AWAY OUR POSITION TO SOME UNSAVORY MONSTER. IT WAS NOT A TACTIC TAUGHT TO ANY CHILD MOSTER IN MY UNDERGROUND TO KEEP THE CHILDREN SAFE. THEY WERE TAUGHT HOW TO HIDE THEIR MAGIC IN CASE OF STRANGERS NEARBY. ARE WE SURE HE IS FROM A FELL UNIVERSE? HE IS WEARY, YES, BUT HE ISN’T AS…AGGRESSIVE, AS A FELL MONSTER. IN FACT, HE IS QUITE SKITTISH. HOWEVER, THAT COULD BE ONE OF TWO THINGS. HE REALLY ISN’T A FELL MONSTER, OR HIS ABUSE GOES A LOT DEEPER THAN WE THINK. WE ALREADY KNOW HE WAS IN A GENOCIDE TIMELINE, OR AT THE VERY LEAST, DOESN'T HAVE A BROTHER. WE ALSO KNOW THAT HE WAS ABUSED, AT LEAST FOR A SHORT WHILE.”

“ALL THE MORE REASON HE SHOULD HAVE A WAY TO COMMUNICATE WITH US. I THINK HE NEEDS A PHONE. I KNOW SOME OF US HAVE BEEN USING OUR PAID TIME OFF OF WORK, SO SOMEONE IS ALWAYS HERE FOR HIM. HOWEVER, JUST BECAUSE SOMEONE IS HERE WITH HIM DOESN’T MEAN THAT THEY AREN’T TIRED. A FEW OF US HAVE NIGHT SHIFTS AND NEED THE SLEEP. I THINK HE IS AT LEAST OLD ENOUGH TO BE HOME WITH SOMEONE SLEEPING, BUT WITH HIS PANIC ATTACKS, HE NEEDS A WAY TO GET IN CONTACT WITH ONE OF US IN CASE SOMEONE IS ASLEEP AND CAN’T HEAR HIM.”

“I agree wit Blue, ‘e needs a phone. He also needs clothes cause ‘e can’t keep wearing ours. He is too small. He is wearing Blacks clothes and they are way too big on ‘im. And Black was the smallest of all of us. Not only tha’ but did anyone actually show ‘im around? He has been here for a few days now and other than Black, Edge, Red, and myself, yall haven’ shown him ‘e can trust ya. Specially you Comic. I know that it’s gunna take a while fer ‘im to get used to it here but ‘e is gunna feel trapped ‘ere soon. Maybe get a small group together to take him around the town? A mix of people he trusts and a few others? We need ta go shopping soon anyway, we are getting low on food an’ we have a baby bones to feed now. ‘E doesn't eat much now but once he gets his eating habits up ‘e will be a black hole. That's just how kids are.”

“FOR ONCE MUTT BRINGS UP A GOOD POINT. I HAVE BEEN DOING SOME READING INTO MY GASTERS NOTES. WITH THAT AND MY EXPERIENCE WITH MY BROTHER, IT SEEMS LIKE BABY SKELETON MONSTERS NEED MORE FOOD ON AVERAGE TO KEEP UP THEIR MAGIC. AT HIS AGE THEY ARE USUALLY TRAINING THEIR MAGIC TO GAIN A SENSE OF CONTROL OVER IT. SPEAKING OF WHICH, WHO IS GOING TO TRAIN HIM? SHALL WE ALL TAKE TURNS TEACHING HIM SOMETHING? LIKE A MAKESHIFT SCHOOL? IF SO, HOW ARE WE GOING TO TIME IT?”

“I’m sure….we can time it…me an Jupiter…and Edge all have….our own companies….so we choose….our own hours…don’t have a boss…to tell us what to do….and when.”

“I agree with Sa- Mars….Cosmos should have….an education, at least the best we can give him…if we need to, he can go to the school that Toriel runs…”

“Tha woulden’ work, she isn’ a skeleton and doesn' know how to teach one. It’s best if we teach ‘im. I quit my job a couple a days ago so I can stay here full time. I know Comic did tha same, and Russ is workin from home now. ‘E asked a while back before Cosmos came here and just got approved. We can teach ‘im an when any o’ ya get a day off or get home early then ya can jump in or do ya own lesson wit him. There, problem solved.”

“That could work, what does everyone else think?” There was a moment of silence, then slowly everyone starts agreeing. “Ok, so tomorrow, we should get the shopping done, me and Red and Russ can take care of that. We can get him a phone while we are out and that should take care of all of that. I think we should wait until he is completely healed before starting training if I am being completely honest. For now, it’s getting pretty late, lets all head to bed. We got a long day ahead of us.” Comic ended the house meeting. Everyone gets up, a few yawning in the process. Edge makes his way to the couch only to be stopped by Red.

“Hey Boss, whatcha doin? I thought after what happened wit’ Cosmos ya would wanna do anotha cuddle pile?”
“I Do, But I Think We May Be Moving Too Fast For Cosmos, He Only Got Here A Few Days Ago And He Came From An Abusive Household. I Do Not Want To Overwhelm Him Again. I Think That Is Partially What Pushed Him Over The Edge Today. I Want To Give Him Some Space.” Red considered this for a little before nodding “If ya say so Boss, I’ll let ya get some sleep then. Goodnight.” Goodnight Sans.”

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Waking up to yelling and screaming was more my pace. Made me feel more at home. It also kinda pissed me off cause yelling first thing in the morning usually meant that Papyrus was in a bad- wait…I’m not there anymore. Different universe. Right. Getting up felt weird. Probably because my ribs are still healing so I’m not gunna worry about it. Wonder what Black is up to? He stepped up last night. It felt weird for someone to care so much that I got hurt and to tuck me in like that. Maybe I will see him downstairs. And that “extra parts” jar, I want it. Heading down the hall I grab the jar and put it into my inventory. Huh, it looks like I actually got quite a bit in here, like string replacements and some wire. And some Grillbys burgers. And some chocolate. Awesome. Oh hey! I still have my phone! I can use it for parts cause it sure as hell won’t work here.

Making my way downstairs I almost immediately got hit in the face with batter of some kind, making me freeze in place. I couldn’t actually see sense the batter covered my good eye and the shock make me stop magic to my sockets again. I hear a gasp from my right and then I hear Blue asking me if I am ok.

“pff….pffhahahHAHAHA” I couldn't answer 'cause I was laughing too hard. I hear Stretch pipe in that I must be fine if I was laughing. Wiping my socket I allow magic to flow back into my eyes. Looking around I see Blue and Vanilla with stars in their sockets. I wonder if I can do that too? Everyone was relaxed or asleep at the table except Edge. He looked as tense as ever holding a spoon with batter on it. He must have been fighting with someone and it flung the batter at me. That's too funny. Things like this never happened at my place.

“ ‘M fine Blue, that was funny, stuff like that never happened at my place so it caught me off guard. I’m fine Edge, I know you didn’t mean to”

“*splutters* I-IT WASN’T MY FAULT IT WAS BLUES!! HE IS THE ONE THAT TRIED TO TAKE THE BATTER FROM ME!”
“THAT'S BECAUSE YOU WERE TRYING TO ADD SALT TO IT, ITS PANCAKE BATTER IT DOESN’T NEED SALT OR WHATEVER ELSE YOU WERE TRYING TO ADD TO IT. IT’S FINE THE WAY IT IS!”
“ YOU OBVIOUSLY DON'T KNOW HOW TO COOK OR WHAT SPICES ARE, THIS IS SUGAR, YOU IDIOT!”
“YOU KNOW THAT THE SUGAR AND SALT GET MIXED BECAUSE OF THE PRANKS THAT THE OTHERS DO!”
“How ‘bout we all calm down cause the kid is startin’ to look uncomfortable with all tha yelling.”
“Nah I’m fine, reminds me of home. Paps was always yellin’ and screamin’ at somethin’ or another so it’s fine. I was jus’ wonderin’ if I could get some clothes? Mine were kinda’ ruined with the whole uh, rib…situation…”
“Yeah, kid” Classic, who woke up from all the yelling chimed in “we already got a plan for gettin’ ya all the supplies ya need. Most of us need ta be gettin’ back to work so it’s gunna be me, Red, and Russ wit ya today ta get all the stuff ya need. Clothes, soaps, and your own phone with our numbers in it. That way ya can get ahold of us if ya wanna go on an adventure or we aren’t home an’ ya need one of us. Speaking of which, we were planning on going after breakfast, ya can borrow one of Black’s shirts again, maybe he has something from when he was a babybones or something. Might fit ya’ better.”

So I’m gunna be with the Alpha monster and two other boss monsters. And one of them doesn’t even like me. Today is gunna be great.

After Breakfast, I helped clean up and got ready to go. Blue let me use his bone soap and wash so I finally took a real shower. Got the last of m̶y̶ ̶b̶r̶o̶t̶h̶e̶r̶'̶s̶ the dust off of me as well as the marrow from my ribs. I re-wrapped my ribs, which finally fused back, and put on Black’s babybones shirt. It felt weird wearing someone else’s stripes. They were the same color and feel but knowing I was wearing someone else’s stripes, even if they don’t wear them anymore felt wrong.

Looking in the mirror made me have some mixed feelings. I still remember my Human life. I remember I had a sister and an abusive mother. I had a drunk father that was never there. I remember why I got that shitty job that inadvertently got me killed in the first place. I wanted to get custody of my sister. I wanted her out of that house. Now I can’t even do that little bit for her because of another drunk that decided to drive. Now I’m a kid myself again and am in an entirely different universe…times two. I have memories of the skeleton I stole the body from, and they mix with my own. I need something else to think about. Maybe when I get that phone, which hopefully works, I can start looking for a job. I’m sure somewhere is hiring an almost adult, right? Then I can pay back the other skeletons for letting me stay here and using their stuff, and I can buy whatever I want. Maybe I can start a garden. I might even be able to convince Mars and Jupiter to help me cause my size may hinder everything I would need to do for the garden. Who knows, maybe I can trust more than just Red, Edge, Black, and Pup. I’m starting to like Stretch but I still need to-

“COSMOS YA READY YET KID!? YA TAKIN FOREVEA’ UP THERE!” my thoughts were cut off by Red calling for me. Guess it’s time to leave already. Wonder how this will turn out.

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As soon as I get to the bottom of the stairs I am pulled towards the front door. Wow did I make them wait a while? Oops. when we get to the…whole parking lot, there were a lot of missing cars. There were two motorcycles and a few convertibles, and a tricycle. Why? I finally get released and nudged towards a midnight black convertible with bright candy apple red leather seats. Must be Edge’s, Red seems like the type to have a motorcycle. Getting in, I made sure that my sharpened fingers didn’t rip into the leather. After a few hours, and some really cool scenes we finally made it to the mall. I think I worried them by my lack of reaction to being on the surface but they didn’t know that I was once a human. And that this body has been to the surface a few times…it didn’t end well at all. ̶G̶a̶s̶t̶e̶r̶s̶ ̶n̶o̶t̶ ̶h̶e̶r̶e̶,̶ ̶h̶e̶'̶s̶ ̶n̶o̶t̶,̶ ̶h̶e̶ ̶i̶s̶n̶'̶t̶ ̶h̶e̶r̶e̶,̶ ̶h̶e̶'̶s̶ ̶n̶o̶t̶ Getting out, I had to once again make sure my fingers didn’t touch the leather. Maybe I can get some gloves.

“Ya ok, over there kiddo?”
Looking up I see red giving me a look. The same look Blue gave me, the same look that he and Edge gave me when I first got here. I still don’t know what it is.
“Yeah, I’m fine. I think I wanna get some gloves so my fingers don’t accidentally hurt someone. And so they don’t cut up stuff. I…think I had some…?” I was starting to get a headache again, and my thoughts were cut off by Rus speaking up.
“Yeah kid, we can get ya some gloves, don worry bout it we gotcha”

Comic was giving me a confused look before shrugging and making his way to the mall, everyone else followed his lead. I want to get a jacket as well, maybe like Reds? I want the fur, it looked really soft. Maybe with it, I won’t be so cold all the time. The first few stores were a bust, they didn't have anything in my style that was monster friendly so we kept looking. It took a little bit but we finally found a monster friendly and ran store and decided to have a look. I got some shorts, jeans, and shoes there but they didn’t sell and soaps or hoodies so we bought what we had and left. I managed to snag a few punny shirts and bought them with a little gold that I had in my inventory. I made sure the others didn’t see, I didn’t want to get in trouble, and if I bought it myself then they didn’t need to know.

We wandered around a little before deciding to split up, Comic and Rus were going to get me a phone, and me and Red were just gunna go to a few stores and check out what they had. It was going pretty well before a tall ass human decided to pull some shit. He came up behind me while me and Red were talking about what store to go into next. I heard Red yell but I couldn’t make out what he was saying due to the human yelling into my ear holes.

“WHAT THE HELL IS A STUPID HALLOWEEN DECORATION DOING HERE!?! THIS IS A HUMAN ESTABLISHMENT YOU FUCKING CREEP! THERE ARE CHILDREN HERE GO BACK TO YOUR FUCKING MOUNTAIN! ARE YOU EVEN LISTENING TO ME!?”

Taking a breath I decide to channel my inner Black.

“What's that? Sorry, I thought someone that's above the national average height, said something. Your disgusting, tall human. Shrink, perhaps. We might be able to become friends then.”

The human went bright red in the face, then stomped off. Probably to get security. I turn to Red, who was recording the whole thing. Probably for some proof that we didn’t start anything. He was trying so hard not to laugh his nonexistent ass off. I see a plant store and decide I was going to check it out. Red was still laughing and had fallen down at this point, so I decided to leave him there. It's not like I was going far, he could find me easily. Walking in, I see that there are a lot more than just plants here, they had all the gardening stuff you need. They had pots, seeds, rakes, hoes, different soils and sands, everything. I was in heaven. I picked up a few pots and seeds, deciding to hold off on the soil for a little while. I didn’t know if I needed it yet or not. Paying for everything and putting it into my inventory (behind some shelves cause, at least in my world, we weren’t supposed to show magic in public cause humans are stupid and scardy cats.) I headed out. When I got to the main walkway I see Red there with Rus and Comic. All were freaking out and Comic was on the phone with someone. Walking up to them I decided to let my presents known, in case we needed a quick escape then they knew we were all together.

“Heya, where is the fire? Do we need ta book it? Cause I can’t teleport outta here, I don’t have that much control of my magic an I don’ know the area so-”
“Where were ya kid!? One minute you were here an’ tha’ nex’ ya were gone! Ya can’t do that up here! It's too dangerous for a strips like you! Ya know how many humans are willin’ ta steal and sell ya? Kid, ya need ta be more careful!”

Oh, that's why they were feaking out. Why wouldn't they be able to find me? They should have just followed my scent. I asked them as much.

“Kid,” Classic seemed confused, “we can’t tell yours from everyone else's in this place. It all mixes and trails cause of the number of people here and walking around. Ara ya tryin’ ta say you can?”
“Yeah? That’s part of how I found you, I followed the yelling and my scent back. What do ya mean ya can’t tell my scent apart from the others? Humans smell so much worse than me an’ I only recently took a shower.”
“What do ya mean ya heard us? Over all the noise in ‘ere, ya heard us? And followed ya own scent? Kid what?”
“‘E must be like me, enhanced senses. We may need to get ‘im some noise-canceling headphones and some nose hole plugs, in case he gets overstimulated. Also, some comfortable clothes that are super soft. He still needs the Sans classic hoodie as well. What do ya smell like to yaself kid? If I know what to look for, I should be able to pick it out.”
“Uh, I smell like soap right now, with a hint of flowers, honey, and something spicy.”

He nods in response and nods towards a shop “They have some hoodies and gloves if ya want them. Wanna head in or are ya wanna ta head home?”
“I wanna hood with soft fluff like Classics, yours, and Reds!”

I could feel myself shaking in excitement. I never got to really choose for myself back in my world. Human or not. I just got what was cheap when I was a human, and it was usually secondhand. I go clothes for convenience, not really for fashion or anything like that. Here I could puck out anything I wanted. Within reason, I guess, nothing that could potentially get me into trouble. We walked into the shop that Rus pointed out and was immediately greeted with what seemed like hundreds of colors and shapes of hoodies. Some with zippers and some without, some that looked like crop top hoodies and some that looked identical to what the others wear. I walked up to a hoodie that looked really cool, it was dark blue and had a moon on the front and stars on one sleeve and silver and dark blue wrapped candy on the other. Next to it was a bright red hoodie with a sun on the front and yellow and orange wrapped candy on one sleeve and bright yellow suns on the other. I grabbed both and paid for them while the others were trying to figure out what color would be best for me from the furred hood hoodies. I quickly placed them into my inventory and walked over to the others. They were looking at jackets and hoodies similar to Red, I grabbed the jacket that was just black with tan fur on the hood and gold pockets. Then I grab a hoodie that was mostly red and had a drip pattern that reminded me of Nightmare. I grabbed some leather gloves like Edges and went up to the counter. Classic paid for it all and we started towards the car. Me and Red saw some security running around the mall, probably looking for us, but we kept our mouths shut. I put my gloves on and the black jacket after taking off all the tags and then get into the car. Today was a good day.

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When we finally got home, Rus and Classic got to work on setting up my new phone. Me and Red went upstairs and Red decided it was time to pick myself a room. He pointed out the empty ones, and they were mostly by his, Edges, Blacks, Rus’, Jupiters, and Mars’ rooms. I decided to pick the one between Reds and Blacks rooms, it just seemed the safest. We went inside and I was surprised to see that it was fully furnished. Granted, it was grey bedding and a typical dark wood dresser with a matching bedside table and no rug or anything. The bed had plain white pillows but it was enough. It also didn’t smell like dust like most guest bedrooms did. For that I was glad.

I immediately got to de-tagging and putting away my clothes neatly in the dresser and closet while red helped with the tags. When that was all said and done we went downstairs to see Rus and Classic done with my phone. We decided to all watch some science documentaries while I customized my phone. I decided to head up to my room to get a feel of it and to get used to actually having one. I lay down in the bed and decided to look and see if anyone was hiring in my age range around here. There were three places. One was a hard labor job moving rocks and debris, that one was an automatic NO on my part. I am not all that strong, and if I get hurt I can’t fix it like most monsters. The next one was a barbershop looking for a sweeper and mopper and wasn’t monster friendly. The last one was a place called Freddy Fazbears Mega Pizzaplex. Looks like I would be a day and night employee, or something similar. Looks like there are a few positions open but only one for my age range. I would work in a place called the Daycare? As an attendant and just an all-around helper, it seems. It looks like exactly what I am looking for.

As I was reading through the job hours and application, which I could do online, everyone came home. No one had the energy to cook so we did leftovers. When we were all sat down Red decided to open his big fat mouth and break down and tell everyone what happened at the mall while we were off on our own adventure. He really did record the whole thing, and Black honest to Asgore started to laugh. Not a snicker, but a full belly laugh. It surprised not only me but his brother and pretty much everyone else. I got a lot of congratulations and pats on the back which felt really weird, but the air was light. Some people had looks of slight anger and their magic was flaring a little but seeing me respond the way I did seemed to clear the air. After dinner, everyone started to head to their rooms, but Black stopped me.

“I know you are planning something, I felt it through the connection, however. As long as it doesn’t harm you or anyone else then I will let you do your thing, as the lazier mes would say.”
“It's not dangerous. I just want to get an easy-going job to help out. I don’t feel right being provided for like this, and all the money you guys are wasting on me isn’t fair to any of you. I found a daycare job I can help out at. Maybe I am good with smaller kids? Who knows?” I shrug. He gives me a look then sighs knowing how stubborn Fells can be. He should know, he was one. He had this exact conversation with Comic and he knew he wasn't going to be able to change Cosmos’ mind. Black nodded at him and sent him on his way with a “be in bed before Edge gets home. I will talk to him. No doubt he felt the same thing I did and will want to talk about it. Get some sleep Cosmos.”

Nodding, he headed up the stairs to get some rest.

The next morning, no one really had any plans except lazing around. Rus went back to work so it was only Comic and Red. Red was passed out and Comic was heading that way himself. Cosmos decided to go check out that job he found. He filled out the application and had gotten his summons for an interview that morning. On his way out the door he told Comic he was going for a walk. He got the ok and he looked up the directions to the Pizzaplex. He hoped he was going to get the job. He really didn’t like being in debt.

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The next morning, no one really had any plans except lazing around. Rus went back to work so it was only Comic and Red. Red was passed out and Comic was heading that way himself. Cosmos decided to go check out that job he found. He filled out the application and had gotten his summons for an interview that morning. On his way out the door, he told Comic he was going for a walk. He got the ok and he looked up the directions to the Pizzaplex. He hoped he was going to get the job. He didn’t like being in debt.

It took a few hours to get to the Pizzaplex, but he managed. He had to text Comic a few times to reassure him that he was fine and he was just exploring the town. He even sent a few pictures to show where he was and that he wasn’t in a bad part of town. There was a human-run part of town that had a lot of gang violence and a monster side, that also had gang violence but was not as aggressive towards monsters. Comic wanted him in neither area. Made sense to him, to be honest. He overheard a little while ago, while Red was having a panic attack, what happened to Edge. Apparently, he almost got dusted because he was walking on the wrong side of town trying to help someone. That's why Red is always so aggravated when he is away from Edge for a while. That’s why Red texts a lot throughout the day and is always on his phone. Sometimes it pays to have thin walls. He needs to learn how to put up a sound barrier. And how to use his magic…again? Did he ever really learn how to use it other than to reinforce his body? He would have to look into that.

Following the directions, I ended up in front of a huge futuristic building that had animals as the mascots on the front. Stepping inside I was immediately greeted by a robot holding a map and the strong smell of pizza and humans. I walk up to the front desk and was greeted by someone who looked like they were on their 12th Bang energy drink and their 48th hour working.

“Hello and welcome to the Freddy Fazbear Mega Pizzaplex, our hours are from 6 am to 11 pm. If you are here for a party, please tell us the name and the time your reservations are set for and we will get you there promptly. What can we do for you today?”
“Uh, I applied for the job in the daycare? I got approved for it online and was told to come here for a briefing and an interview? Are you ok you look dead tired, heh?”

The response was immediate, they paled dramatically then put on a bright fake face.
“Ah, so you are the one who took the job. Well, you should know that our policy is that children are under the utmost priority and we have many supervisions in place to ensure their safety. Also, Fazbear Entertainment is not responsible for damage to property or persons. Upon Discovery of damage or if death has occurred, a missing person’s report will be filed within ninety days, or as soon as property and premises have been thoroughly cleaned and bleached and the carpets have been replaced.”
“Sounds like my kind of job, I guess.”

They looked relieved, and I hear a whirring sound. I turned a little to see a camera pointed at me and…Vera, that's what her name is. Vera seemed to visibly relax.

“Ok, now that that is out of the way, you should know that you have the job. And that you may be later to start because both Sun and Moon are being upgraded. If you have any electronic experience then maybe you can help with that as your first task? For now, you can have this. You just need to read through it and write your signature where it asks for it and answer some questions. Bring it back as soon as you can and we will get you started. Your Id has already been taken and you shall have an identification lanyard the next time you come here should you take the position. Have a good day!”

That was weird as fuck right? That wasn't just me? And this stack of papers is like 400 pages long, what the fuck? All of this for a job I pretty much already have? Ok then, things were a lot more simple in the underground. You either got the job or were thrown out in front of the building. Not nearly as much paperwork. Sighing I decide I didn’t want to walk the 3 hours it took to get here, and now that I know more of the house and have my own bedroom it couldn’t hurt to teleport, right? I know my starting point and my ending point. It would be good practice for me. Taking a breath, I make sure that the papers are in my inventory to look at later (and so I don’t lose any, because holy fuck there was a lot.) I start to gather my magic. It felt weird at first like someone dumped a bucket of lukewarm water all over me. Then I felt a zapping sensation and in the next moment, all I saw was darkness. It felt calming until I realized I couldn’t breathe. I started to struggle and freak out, forcing my magic to move before a falling sensation overtook me. I landed hard on something, but my thoughts were just on breathing and eating something. Anything. I was starving. I’m…so hungry…I need food NOW. Forcing myself to move, shoving past Red and Classic, who both probably came running from the sound, I slam open the fridge. I start shoving anything that felt like magic into my mouth. I couldn’t even taste anything, I didn’t have my tongue summoned. Despite my animalistic eating, not a drop of food was wasted. Nothing touched the floor or missed my mouth. I made sure of it. Only when my reserves finally had something in them, did I slow down. Breathing heavily I turned to see a horrified Red, who was on the phone, and an equally as horrified Classic. Both looked like they were going to try to catch me if I fell.

“I…am never doing that….agai*burp* again…ow…” they both seemed frozen. The person on the other end of the phone call, who I know hear is Mars, Jupiter, and Edge were all freaking out and yelling. Asking things like what happened and if he was ok. That seemed to snap the other two in gear as they start asking the same thing.

“What the hell happened to you Cosmos!? What was that?! Are you ok? How far did you jump?!? Did you hurt yourself?! You could have hurt yourself!”
“Kid, are you alright!? Do you need some more food? I can make ya something if you still need it, with more magic. You used up most of ya reserves and ya just got them to healthy levels! Ohh boss is gunna kill me, fuck. I couldn’t keep ‘is kid save for a day. Oh god, Black” they both pale rapidly at the mention of my two father figures. I didn’t even think about that. Fuck. And Edge was hearing this whole thing. Double Fuck.

“H-hey I'm ok now, I think, I mea- *BLARGGGGGG*” black and red tar starts rapidly pouring from my mouth, it burns. I remember this sensation, my magic was trying to override the DT in my system again. Fuck, not now. I remember now why I don’t use magic very much. Fuck it BURNS. I let out a choked gurgle and that spurs the two other skeletons to start using their magic to help calm mine. At this rate, I’m gunna need more DT to replace what I'm losing. Where would I be able to find more? Preferably not as corrupted as the last batch Gaster used. Come to find out. Magic and corruption don’t mix. I needed the DT to stay alive, Gaser got my body completely reliant on the stuff, but my body is rejecting the corruption that was in the DT that Gaster gave me. I can feel the others' magic start to stabilize my own, but it hurts so bad. I do the only thing I can think of. I pull back all my magic into my soul and cut off magic to my body. I can’t see, I can’t hear. I can’t move, and it is so, so cold. But the pain is gone. My body isn’t expelling the last of my DT reserves anymore. I think I’m just gunna stay like this for a while. It couldn’t hurt, right? It didn't have any long-term effects before, I’ll be fine. Right?

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“-ᴇʏ, ʜᴇʏ, H҉-҉H҉-҉H҉E҉Y҉-҉Y҉-҉Y҉-҉Y҉Y!!!”
“ℍ𝕖𝕪, 𝕜𝕚𝕕 𝕨𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕗𝕦𝕔𝕜 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕕𝕠𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖!? ℍ𝕠𝕨 𝕝𝕠𝕟𝕘 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕓𝕖𝕖𝕟 𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖!?” Nightmare? Why is he here? I don’t like this place, and the worst part is, only I’m to blame for me being here.
“𝕀𝕥'𝕤 𝕕𝕒𝕟𝕘𝕖𝕣𝕠𝕦𝕤 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕥𝕠 𝕓𝕖 𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖, 𝕝𝕖𝕥'𝕤 𝕘𝕖𝕥 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕠𝕗- 𝕠𝕙... 𝕪𝕠𝕦'𝕣𝕖 𝕟𝕠𝕥 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕪 𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖, 𝕛𝕦𝕤𝕥 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕤𝕠𝕦𝕝-...𝕨𝕖 𝕤𝕥𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕟𝕖𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕠 𝕘𝕖𝕥 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕠𝕗 𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕓𝕖𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕔𝕠𝕣𝕣𝕦𝕡𝕥. ℂ𝕠𝕞𝕞𝕠𝕟, 𝕦𝕡 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕘𝕖𝕥.” I could feel his magic surround my very being. It felt, safe, but corrupt. Like home, but you knew he could and would kill you if he needed to.

The familiar weightless feeling of teleporting surrounded us, then suddenly stopped. I could feel my body again, but it felt, weightless? Like I was still in the middle of teleporting but not? Looking around I realized we weren't still in the blackness that we were in before. I also realized that I was floating, just behind Nightmare. We seemed to be in some kind of castle, it was dark, sure, but it had a homely feeling. There were some skeletons around, all looking different in their own way but similar to the ones back in my living area. There was a huge one that also had a hole in his skill, like me. There were two that looked like Comic but one of them was wearing a bright red scarf and had Vanilla floating behind him. The other had black tar falling from his eye sockets. The last one was wearing purely black and white, he also had a Chara floating behind him, looking quite pissed off. I wave to the Papyrus and Chara, and the papyrus whispers something to the Sans.

“𝕆𝕜, 𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕪𝕠𝕟𝕖, 𝕨𝕖 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕒 𝕘𝕦𝕖𝕤𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕨𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕓𝕖 𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕪𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕖𝕞𝕡𝕠𝕣𝕒𝕣𝕚𝕝𝕪 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕦𝕤. ℍ𝕚𝕤 𝕟𝕒𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕤 ℂ𝕠𝕤𝕞𝕠𝕤 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕨𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕥𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕥 𝕙𝕚𝕞 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕦𝕥𝕞𝕠𝕤𝕥 𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕡𝕖𝕔𝕥. 𝕙𝕖 𝕚𝕤 𝕤𝕥𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕚𝕟 𝕤𝕥𝕣𝕚𝕡𝕤, 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕜𝕟𝕠𝕨 𝕨𝕖 𝕕𝕠𝕟'𝕥 𝕞𝕖𝕤𝕤 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕤𝕥𝕣𝕚𝕡𝕤. ℍ𝕖 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕚𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕧𝕠𝕚𝕕 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕨𝕙𝕠 𝕜𝕟𝕠𝕨𝕤 𝕙𝕠𝕨 𝕝𝕠𝕟𝕘, 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕨𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕡𝕣𝕠𝕓𝕒𝕓𝕝𝕪 𝕟𝕖𝕖𝕕 𝕤𝕠𝕞𝕖 𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕥. 𝕀 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕚𝕟𝕗𝕦𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕤𝕠𝕞𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕞𝕪 𝕞𝕒𝕘𝕚𝕔 𝕚𝕟𝕥𝕠 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕤𝕠𝕦𝕝 𝕤𝕠 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕔𝕒𝕟 𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝕤𝕖𝕖 𝕙𝕚𝕞, 𝕓𝕦𝕥 𝕙𝕖 𝕚𝕤 𝕛𝕦𝕤𝕥 𝕒 𝕤𝕠𝕦𝕝. 𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕙𝕠𝕨 𝕘𝕠𝕥 𝕕𝕚𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕟𝕟𝕖𝕔𝕥𝕖𝕕 𝕗𝕣𝕠𝕞 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕓𝕠𝕕𝕪. 𝕀 𝕨𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕓𝕖 𝕕𝕠𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕤𝕠𝕞𝕖 𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕔𝕙 𝕠𝕟 𝕙𝕠𝕨 𝕥𝕠 𝕘𝕖𝕥 𝕙𝕚𝕞 𝕓𝕒𝕔𝕜. 𝕎𝕙𝕖𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕒𝕟𝕥𝕤 𝕥𝕠 𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕖 𝕓𝕒𝕔𝕜 𝕒𝕗𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕚𝕤 𝕤𝕥𝕣𝕚𝕔𝕥𝕝𝕪 𝕦𝕡 𝕥𝕠 𝕙𝕚𝕞. 𝔻𝕦𝕤𝕥, 𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕨𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕀 𝕥𝕠𝕠𝕜 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕗𝕣𝕠𝕞. 𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕦𝕟𝕚𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕤𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕗𝕦𝕔𝕜𝕖𝕕 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕞𝕒𝕔𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕖 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕙𝕒𝕕 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕥𝕣𝕒𝕡𝕡𝕖𝕕. 𝕋𝕒𝕜𝕖 𝕔𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕙𝕚𝕞”

Everyone looked at him with varying looks, most of which he couldn’t make out. At Nightmare's last sentence everyone got agitated. The papyrus was the first to introduce himself, unsurprisingly.

“HELLO LITTLE ONE, I AM THE GREAT PAPYRUS! MY SANS IS CALLED DUST, AND HE IS THE ONE WITH MY SCARF AND THE MONSTER DUST ALL OVER HIM! SINCE YOU ARE UNDER NIGHTMARES PROTECTION, HE WON'T HURT YOU. PROBABLY.”
“Nah, I wouldn’t hurt such a cute kid like Cosmos. Welcome to our humble abode.”

The black and white one introduced himself as Cross, and the Chara kept silent, just glaring at me. The huge one introduced himself as Horror or Axe. The one with the tar introduced himself as Killer. Then I had to open my big mouth.

“I was gunna ax ya a question, but I’ll shave it for later.” That got a few chuckles and lightened the somber mood Nightmare left. “I’m guessing you are Chara? If ya want, I got some chocola- actually, can I even open my inventory like this? I know I could hardly move until Nightmare did whatever he did with my soul. So I doubt it.” the only reply was a bunch of shrugs. So helpful.

“So kid, what do you wanna do? Nightmare said you were in the void? How did that happen?”
“Ah, I uhh, tried to teleport a distance that took me 3 hours to walk, and drained my magic. It caused a reaction with the corrupted DT in my system and I had to cut off all magic to my body to make the pain stop. That caused me to pass out and I just kinda woke up in the void. It wasn’t happy about me being there.”
“What…do ya…mean by that?”
“I…don’t know? It felt pissed off like the intention was pissed.”
“How could a place have an intention?”
“I mean, the anti-void was kind of similar. At least, in my experience it was.” Cross piped in.

Chara grumbled something, but Cross couldn’t seem to hear them. Maybe their connection is cut off? We made our way to the living room and everyone kinda flopped on the couches and recliners. The Ghosts ( I think that's the right word?) kinda just hovered near their respective people. We watched T.V. for a long while before Nightmare came down. He looked at me and gave a heavy sigh.

“𝕀𝕥 𝕨𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕤𝕖𝕖𝕞 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕠𝕟 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕠𝕨𝕟 𝕠𝕟 𝕘𝕖𝕥𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕓𝕒𝕔𝕜. 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕕𝕠 𝕚𝕥 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣𝕤𝕖𝕝𝕗. 𝕀 𝕨𝕚𝕤𝕙 𝕀 𝕔𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕡 𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖, 𝕔𝕙𝕚𝕝𝕕. 𝔹𝕦𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕨𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕟𝕠 𝕔𝕝𝕖𝕒𝕣 𝕚𝕟𝕤𝕥𝕣𝕦𝕔𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟𝕤 𝕠𝕟 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕔𝕦𝕣𝕣𝕖𝕟𝕥 𝕡𝕣𝕖𝕕𝕚𝕔𝕒𝕞𝕖𝕟𝕥. 𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕞𝕒𝕪 𝕓𝕖 𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕒 𝕨𝕙𝕚𝕝𝕖. ℍ𝕠𝕨𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣, 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕓𝕠𝕕𝕪 𝕚𝕤 𝕤𝕒𝕗𝕖. 𝕐𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕞 𝕟𝕠𝕨 𝕚𝕤 𝕛𝕦𝕤𝕥 𝕒 𝕔𝕠𝕡𝕪 𝕠𝕗 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕤𝕠𝕦𝕝. ℍ𝕠𝕨𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣, 𝕨𝕙𝕒𝕥𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕡𝕖𝕟𝕤 𝕥𝕠 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕒𝕤 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕨𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕥𝕣𝕒𝕟𝕤𝕝𝕒𝕥𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕓𝕠𝕕𝕪. 𝕊𝕠 𝕞𝕪 𝕗𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕤 𝕠𝕗 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕔𝕠𝕣𝕣𝕦𝕡𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕧𝕠𝕚𝕕 𝕨𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕡𝕝𝕖𝕥𝕖𝕝𝕪 𝕤𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕕. 𝕀 𝕨𝕚𝕤𝕙 𝕀 𝕔𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕡 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖. 𝕀 𝕔𝕒𝕟 𝕞𝕒𝕜𝕖 𝕚𝕥 𝕤𝕠 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕔𝕒𝕟 𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕖 𝕓𝕒𝕔𝕜 𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕨𝕙𝕖𝕟𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕨𝕚𝕤𝕙.” I narrow my eyesockets at him, there was a catch. I could feel it.

“So what’s the catch? You don’t seem like the kind of monster that would do this out of the goodness of your heart.”
“Pfff he got you good there boss, maybe he isn’t as dumb as I thought he was.”
“𝕊𝕙𝕦𝕥 𝕦𝕡, 𝕂𝕚𝕝𝕝𝕖𝕣, 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕔𝕒𝕥𝕔𝕙 𝕚𝕤 𝕨𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕠𝕝𝕕𝕖𝕣, 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕠𝕗 𝕤𝕥𝕣𝕚𝕡𝕤, 𝕀 𝕨𝕒𝕟𝕥 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕥𝕠 𝕛𝕠𝕚𝕟 𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕝𝕚𝕥𝕥𝕝𝕖 𝕘𝕣𝕠𝕦𝕡 𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖. 𝕎𝕖 𝕨𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕥𝕣𝕒𝕚𝕟 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕨𝕙𝕖𝕟𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕔𝕙𝕠𝕤𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕧𝕚𝕤𝕚𝕥, 𝕤𝕙𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕔𝕙𝕠𝕠𝕤𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕠𝕗 𝕔𝕠𝕦𝕣𝕤𝕖. 𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕨𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕝𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕟 𝕙𝕠𝕨 𝕥𝕠 𝕦𝕤𝕖 𝕞𝕒𝕘𝕚𝕔 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕙𝕠𝕨 𝕥𝕠 𝕦𝕤𝕖 𝕒 𝕨𝕖𝕒𝕡𝕠𝕟 𝕠𝕗 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕔𝕙𝕠𝕚𝕔𝕖.”
“Huh, that sounds pretty fun. What does your group do?”
“Dust monsters, destroy AUs, keep the balance, all that jazz. What's cool is you get the choice on whether or not your AU gets destroyed.” Killer chimed.
“𝕋𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕜 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝔻𝕦𝕤𝕥, 𝕟𝕠𝕨 𝕒𝕤 𝕀 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕤𝕒𝕪𝕚𝕟𝕘- 𝕨𝕙𝕒𝕥'𝕤 𝕨𝕣𝕠𝕟𝕘? ℂ𝕠𝕤𝕞𝕠𝕤?”

A strong feeling came over me. I couldn't tell exactly what it was but Nightmare seemed a little….stronger? “Can we do it now? Like right now? Please? Will it get rid of my Gaster? Will they suffer? Is there a way I can do it?? Will I gain their XP and LV?”
“Wow kid what the hell did your AU do to ya?” Axe muttered. No one but me seemed to hear him.
“𝕊𝕝𝕠𝕨 𝕕𝕠𝕨𝕟 ℂ𝕠𝕤𝕞𝕠𝕤, 𝕀 𝕔𝕒𝕟 𝕠𝕟𝕝𝕪 𝕒𝕟𝕤𝕨𝕖𝕣 𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕢𝕦𝕖𝕤𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟 𝕒𝕥 𝕒 𝕥𝕚𝕞𝕖. 𝕀 𝕨𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕤𝕖𝕥 𝕚𝕥 𝕦𝕡 𝕓𝕦𝕥 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕔𝕒𝕟 𝕘𝕚𝕧𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕞𝕒𝕟𝕕. 𝕀 𝕟𝕖𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕠 𝕘𝕖𝕥 𝕚𝕟 𝕔𝕠𝕟𝕥𝕒𝕔𝕥 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕒....𝕗𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕟𝕕...𝕠𝕗 𝕞𝕚𝕟𝕖 𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕤𝕥. 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝕔𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕦𝕗𝕗𝕖𝕣 𝕠𝕣 𝕟𝕠𝕥, 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕚𝕤 𝕦𝕡 𝕥𝕠 𝕪𝕠𝕦. 𝕀𝕗 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕨𝕒𝕟𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕏ℙ 𝕠𝕣 𝕃𝕍, 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕨𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕟𝕖𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕠 𝕘𝕠 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕒𝕙𝕖𝕒𝕕 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕚𝕞𝕖 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕜𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕤𝕠𝕞𝕖 𝕞𝕠𝕟𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣𝕤𝕖𝕝𝕗. 𝔸𝕤 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝔾𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣, 𝕕𝕠 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕜𝕟𝕠𝕨 𝕚𝕗 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕨𝕠𝕣𝕝𝕕 𝕙𝕒𝕤 𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕖𝕥 𝕤𝕖𝕟𝕔𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕓𝕖𝕖𝕟 𝕘𝕠𝕟𝕖?”
“I don’t, but it probably has. The kid was doing a genocide route and was pretty much done.”
“𝕆𝕜, 𝔻𝕚𝕕 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕨𝕒𝕟𝕥 𝕥𝕠 𝕤𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝔾𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣? 𝔸𝕟𝕕 𝕚𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕒𝕟𝕪𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕖𝕝𝕤𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕨𝕒𝕟𝕥 𝕥𝕠 𝕤𝕒𝕧𝕖? 𝔸𝕘𝕒𝕚𝕟, 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕨𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕓𝕖 𝕕𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕒𝕙𝕖𝕒𝕕 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕚𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕗 𝕤𝕠.”
“Absolutely not, let that those bastards suffer with the rest of them in h e l l for that they put me through. Papyrus can go dust and Gaster can stay where ever he ended up or can be deleted with the rest of them.”

They all seemed surprised. Some of them even looked a bit sad at what I said.
“Damn kid, your timeline screwed you up good huh? You would fit right in here. Just wish you were actually here so I could hug ya…” Everyone seemed surprised at Killer's words, and the fact that Dust seemed to agree with him. Nightmare cleared his throat.

“𝕀 𝕓𝕖𝕝𝕚𝕖𝕧𝕖 𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕪𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕒𝕥 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕔𝕦𝕣𝕣𝕖𝕟𝕥 𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕚𝕕𝕖𝕟𝕔𝕖 𝕙𝕒𝕤 𝕨𝕠𝕣𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕕 𝕖𝕟𝕠𝕦𝕘𝕙. ℍ𝕖𝕣𝕖, 𝕚𝕟 𝕔𝕒𝕤𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕨𝕒𝕟𝕥 𝕥𝕠 𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕖 𝕓𝕒𝕔𝕜, 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕤𝕠 𝕀 𝕔𝕒𝕟 𝕜𝕖𝕖𝕡 𝕒𝕟 𝕖𝕪𝕖 𝕠𝕟 𝕪𝕠𝕦.” He stabbed a tentacle through my soul. It didn’t hurt. Not really. It just felt, weird. As it pulled back, I could see the black stain it left behind. My soul was so cracked it looked like it was about to shatter. It was so bruised and broken-looking. It still had an outline of Nightmares magic as well. I looked at Nightmare for further instruction.

“Wait, how do I come back? You didn’t tell me how-”
"𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕨𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕗𝕚𝕘𝕦𝕣𝕖 𝕚𝕥 𝕠𝕦𝕥, 𝕚𝕥'𝕤 𝕕𝕚𝕗𝕗𝕖𝕣𝕖𝕟𝕥 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕪𝕠𝕟𝕖. 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕤𝕞𝕒𝕣𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕠𝕦𝕘𝕙 𝕤𝕠 𝕀 𝕜𝕟𝕠𝕨 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕔𝕒𝕟 𝕕𝕠 𝕚𝕥. ℕ𝕠𝕨 𝕎 𝔸 𝕂 𝔼 𝕌 ℙ"

And once again, I was thrown into the darkness.

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Waking up again was a weird experience. I could tell I was awake, but I couldn’t see or hear. I could feel though. I could feel the blankets surrounding me. I could feel someone's magic keeping me warm through the blankets. I could feel someone rubbing my skull. But I couldn’t tell if my sockets were open. I couldn't hear a thing. I didn’t know where I was. Was I at the lab again? I hope not. I don't think I am, it was never this nice there. Plus, Paps would never touch me this kindly. He would have rather dusted me than ever cuddling him. Unless did I get hurt during the last training session? Were the other scientists healing me? No, the feeling was wrong. Who was T O U C H I N G M E?? I could feel the sudden growl vibrate my chest, but couldn't hear it. I could feel the exact moment the ̶t̶h̶i̶n̶g̶ person stopped touching me. I snap my jaw, hoping I am close enough to bet a bite out of my assailant, but they ̶t̶e̶l̶e̶p̶o̶r̶t̶?̶ move. I continue to growl, slowly moving my magic into my senses. Why was my magic not already there? Was that part of a test I had? An experiment?

My magic moved sluggishly like it hasn’t been circulated in a long while. It felt like molasses, slowly making its way to all my senses. Everything seemed to be underwater. My hearing deafened, my sight was blurry. Shanking my head to try and clear the cotton in my head, I felt someone move behind me. I whip around, ready to lash out but got caught in a tangle of arms. I feel trapped, and this only made me struggle harder. I could hear my snarling and growling now. It was quite loud. As suddenly as the mass of arms appeared, they went away. I shifted back until I felt a wall. I bear my teeth as a sign not to fuck with me. I may be a little blind right now but I will go down kicking, screaming, and biting if I have to. Finally, my magic snapped into place causing me to choke and cough a little. I cough a little more and look around the suddenly bright room I’m in. Horror…no Mars and Jupiter were holding back Blue, Stretch, and Edge while Red was looking at Classic like he was about to murder him. Edge looked extremely pissed off and Black was near the bed, far enough away that I couldn’t bite him if I lashed out.

“Ya back with us kid? Are you ok? Are ya going to throw up again?” I think for a second. I feel sluggish. But not tired or queasy. Looking to Comic I say.
“Yes sir, just sluggish, I am not going to throw up and waste magic, sir.” does Comic work for Gaster? I don’t think so…oh right, different universe. Then why do I still feel hi-
“Common kid, what did I say about all that sir stuff? Makes me feel like an old sack of bones. Do ya remember where ya are?” I nod, looking around. “The alpha timeline, Comic. (That is such a stupid name, sounds like what a child would come up with…or an old man because I could come up with something better) I remember now. Sorry I…was lost in the void for a little bit. Uh, how long was I out for?”
“A few hours kid. It’s near midnight. Are you sure you are ok? You almost took a chunk out of Red.” I swear I hear someone mutter "the void??" Under their breath. Comic was sweating, staring at me like I was about to dust.
“I’m fine. It just takes a while to get my magic moving after doing that.”
“Speakin’ of which, TAH HELL YA THINK YA WERE DOIN’!?? PULLIN’ A STUNT LIKE THA’ YA NEARLY KILLED YASELF!!” Red screamed at me. He has never done that before, wonder what caused him to lose his cool.
“It was the only way I knew how to stop that kind of reaction, I’m sorry. As far as I know, it doesn’t have any lasting effects, just makes me sluggish.” I shrug. I wonder why they were making a big deal out of this. I’ve done it before-....not that they knew that.
“I used to do it all the time as a part of training and tests. It’s not new to me.”

I shouldn't have said that. Everyone looks uncomfortable now. Edge looked a mixture of horrified and pissed off. Black looked impassive as ever but he was about three shades lighter. Blue looked more green than white and so did Stretch and Comic (still such a stupid name…I need something else to call him). Mars was tugging at his socket and Jupiter gagged. Com…Classic (it is HIS timeline we are in…and it's the Alpha timeline…) Classic’s eye sockets went out. He looked scary.

“Well, That Answers One Of Our Questions,” Stretch mutters, Pup sits in the corner staring at me like he was contemplating something.
“Kid…are you ok? Is your Papyrus…?” Classic utters
“Leave it alone, Classic. I don't wanna get into the ins and outs of my timeline. You don’t want to either”
“But we may be able to help-”
“L E A V E I T Classic. I’m not gunna talk about it.”

I glare at Classic, daring him to ask more questions. Classic just nods and shoots a look at Black and Edge. Mars and Jupiter weren’t in the room anymore. I shot out my magic and felt that they were in the kitchen. Probably to cook dinner. It’s around that time. Or just something to help get my magic going again. They are good monsters like that. Slowly everyone started leaving the room to go do other things, now that they know I’m not going to spontaneously dust in their presence. The Underfell brothers all stayed behind. Red and Black asked if I was truly ok.

“I’m fine, I just want some rest. It takes a lot of energy to do what I did. As far as I know, it's only dangerous if you don’t know what you are doing.” I don't know why I am reassuring them. I felt like I owed them for taking me in. Truly taking me in as their own. I could tell Stretch and Classic and all the others (except maybe Mars and Jupiter) still see me as a threat. I am broken out of my musings when Red spoke up.
“Uh, sure, kid. What did you even do?”
“I pulled all my magic into my soul and cut it off from my body. It is basically a manual reset. I-” I cut myself off, they didn't need to know I needed DT. They would think I was insane.
“Yes, Cosmos?” Black chimed in, he was holding a cup of…tea? When did he get that?
“Nothing, it's not important. Listen I'm pretty tired from everything…can I get some sleep before dinner?”
“Sure kid. Mars don't appreciate anyone skipping meals so someone will come up and get ya.” Red leaves, leaving Edge and Black to tuck me in. They soon leave as well, leaving me by myself.

With a sigh, I pull out the stack of papers for the Pizzaplex job and get to work. They had a lot of weird rules, and honestly, if I didn’t know better, I probably wouldn’t go for this job thinking it was a trap. Isn't that how people go missing in movies? I got about halfway through before I put the packet away and fall into a dreamless sleep.

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I woke up to the sound of silence. Usually, someone is talking or muttering downstairs or making food at this time, so waking up to silence is weird. It's kind of like when…when…When what? Papyrus? No, that feels wrong… ̶T̶h̶e̶ ̶m̶e̶m̶o̶r̶i̶e̶s̶ ̶f̶r̶o̶m̶ ̶t̶h̶i̶s̶ ̶p̶l̶a̶c̶e̶ ̶a̶r̶e̶ ̶b̶e̶c̶o̶m̶i̶n̶g̶ ̶c̶l̶e̶a̶r̶e̶r̶,̶ ̶a̶n̶d̶ ̶I̶ ̶a̶m̶ ̶s̶t̶a̶r̶t̶i̶n̶g̶ ̶t̶o̶ ̶f̶o̶r̶g̶e̶t̶.̶.̶.̶w̶h̶a̶t̶ ̶d̶o̶ ̶I̶ ̶d̶o̶?̶ ̶I̶ ̶h̶a̶d̶ ̶a̶ ̶s̶i̶b̶l̶i̶n̶g̶.̶.̶.̶w̶a̶s̶ ̶i̶t̶ ̶a̶ ̶g̶i̶r̶l̶ ̶o̶r̶ ̶a̶ ̶b̶o̶y̶?̶ ̶A̶ ̶b̶r̶o̶t̶h̶e̶r̶ ̶o̶r̶ ̶a̶ ̶s̶i̶s̶t̶e̶r̶?̶ ̶A̶ ̶b̶r̶o̶t̶h̶e̶r̶?̶ ̶

My head hurts. I probably just need food. I go downstairs and see Red and Classic sleeping on the couch. I go to the kitchen and faintly smell some food but it smells like it's been a while since someone made any food. The dishes are clean and nothing was left out. I look through the cupboards and find the pantry after a few tries. I start pulling out the stuff to make Pancakes, mankind sure to memorize where I got the ingredients so I don’t piss anyone off. I seem to be doing well on that front and I don't wanna mess it up now. I start mixing the ingredients, making sure to wipe up any spilled ingredients, and keeping the kitchen as clean as I can while cooking. I am kinda glad I got the practice in my own world, cooking behind Papyrus's back while not leaving a trace ended up coming in handy. I open the window to let the smell out and start washing the dishes after I got a good size pile of pancakes. I am sure Red and Classic will want some when they wake up.

I have three plates full of pancakes. One with chocolate chips, one with strawberries, and one that is plain. I grab two of each and start eating. I don't use any syrup or butter or anything. I am already pushing it by using food I didn't ask to use. I contemplate putting away the rest for later but I don't know when the other two will wake up. This was a bad idea, I should have just looked through the trash. They wouldn't miss anything from the trash if they threw it out. I doubt they would notice anything missing. I feel my magic start to get irritated the more I panic. I need to start doing my exercises again. I am saved by my thoughts and a slight panic attack by both Red and Classic coming into the kitchen looking hungry and tired. I start making coffee. Papyrus liked the crap so maybe they will as well. Maybe they won't notice the food still being warm, maybe I can lie and say Mars and Jupiter made it and I just heated it up? Did I put everything away correctly? I think I did. Did I clean everything up? Did I-

“Hey kid, ya heat up some leftover breakfast? Is there any left?”
“Yep I warmed some up and there is plenty for you and Classic if ya wan it, uh, I'm making ya some coffee if ya want it. What cupboard is it in?” I can feel my magic weaver a little at my lie, but my voice is strong. Hopefully, they aren’t as magic sensitive as me.
“Tha one above the microwave, ya need help?”
“Nah I’m good.”
“What's with the nickname change Cosmos? I thought ya were callin me Comic like everyone else?”
“Comic is a stupid nickname and I refuse to call you that anymore. If you didn’t say it was ok to call you Classic as well then I would have made something up myself. It would have been more fitting for you anyway.”
“Ah…ok kid.”

Classic left it at that. I poured the two cups of coffee and started to go back to my room to get my shoes and gloves. I needed to get those papers in asap so I could get that job. I walk downstairs and look towards Classic, who was muttering something to Red. It was probably stupid babble and it wasn’t about me so I ignored it. I cleared my throat a little so I didn’t startle them.

“I just have to ask, Classic, when you get the machine up and running…do we have to go back? cause…I don't…I don’t wanna go back. So if I don’t have to I would rather not.” I hate being so open with this. I won't ask any questions he asks if he does. I won't give him any information about my timeline. I refuse.

“Uh, I don’t know, kiddo. That is somethin I will probably need ta look into.” That didn't sound good. At least I have a backup plan if I do need to go back. I nod and start getting my shoes on. I pull on my gloves and start heading through the door. About half an hour later Red calls me, asking where I was. The conversation went kinda like this.

“Hello? What's up Red. You eat?”
“Yeah, I ate kid. Hey, where are ya?”
“Oh, I’m just…turning in some paperwork.”
“By yaself? Are you outside?”
“Yeah? Where in the house would I put paperwork? I applied for a job at a pizzeria and I need to turn in the policy paperwork. Black knows about it so it's fine. I’m not on a bad side of town at all so don’t worry about me k?”
“Cosmos, the last time you left the house you nearly died cause of lack of magic. How is that fine? Where are you?? Cause I will take a shortcut to ya.”
“Don’t worry about it. If ya really want to you can stay on the phone with me while I go there ok? I've been there once so it shouldn't take me very long to get there. Baby an hour? Tops?”
“Ok kiddo, if ya say so, I'm staying on the phone though. If ya get into trouble then I will hear it.”

Then it went silent, except for the sound of the TV in the background. I honestly forgot he was there when I started singing to myself.

“Let the darkness lead us into the light, let our dreams get lost, feel the temperature rise, baby tell me one more beautiful lie, one touch and I igniiiite”
“Didn’t know you could sing kiddo, how are you doing that reverb? Is it a setting on ya phone?”
I jolt (and I did NOT squeak you ass, I don't squeak. Fuck you.) and mutter “I haven't played with the settings, it must have been my magic. I still need some training with that.” I didn’t mean for him to hear that last part but because my luck is shit, he did.
“Ya don’t have any training with ya magic? Didn't ya brother help ya with that??”
“My ‘Brother’ wanted my dust handed to him on a silver platter. He is the one who did my collar. The one Black and Edge overroad. The same one that nearly killed me. That's part of the reason I didn’t freak out when I got here and didn’t see im near me. He is part of the reason I don’t wanna go back.”
“Oh, kid…Are ya sure it isn't like me an Boss? That ‘e is just shit at showing his worry?”
“Nah, it isn’t, I know for a fact.”

He went silent again, before sighing. I walked into an ally way a little way back from the road and checked my inventory. I don’t know about here but using Magic in public on my surface was illegal. I didn't want anyone at the house to get into trouble. I checked my inventory and made sure I had the papers, and also made note of what else I had in there. I collected a few things since I actually looked last. More wire, string, screws and nails, spike studs. Metal rings I found around the house, and some other stuff. I guess my project is gunna have to wait. I still need some more stuff. I close my inventory and walk up to the building. I made sure to take out the papers and quickly drop it off at the desk. I give a quick goodbye to Red and hang up, looking at the receptionist.

“The paperwork all seems to be in order, you are going to be working in the daycare? Do you have any mechanical experience? Cause Sundrop is currently in repairs and it will take a while to sort out his coding and we are making another animatronic for the nightshift…do you think you would be able to help with the construction and coding for them both?”
“Yeah, I have experience with both, when do you want me to work? Will you be providing me with a computer and the materials I will need to do this? Or will it be coming out of my pocket?”
“We will provide everything you need, if you need other things you just need to find an employee and ask them. Or make a list and put it on the front desk, when someone can, they will bring you what you need. I can get you a laptop so you can bring it home and look through it to figure out the coding at home, until we actually get the coding sorted we cant begin building. Technically you are the only one working on this project…other people didn’t get back to us or weren't cut out for this job. We are putting a lot of trust in you to get them fixed. If you can’t then this whole project will probably get scrapped. There were like, three people before you who tried to do this job and couldn’t fix them so…you are pretty much a last resort.”

I could tell this guy didn’t think I could do it. Jokes on him, I helped a bit in the lab and made shit like this for fun. I nod as he checks out a laptop for me and makes me a profile on the computer. I nod again and take it. I will put it in my inventory later.

“Looks like you are good to go, everything is set up and you are already in our systems. Here is your ID lanyard and the charger and case for the laptop. Until the coding is fixed you can pretty much work from home for now. Someone will look over the code before we upload it to the animatronics and such..as is protocol. We have had some people try and put some unsavory things into the coding without others knowing that would cost the company thousands of dollars, so someone will look over your work. Here is a manual about how the company wants them to act and what they are supposed to do. That should be everything. Also, since you are going to be working in the daycare with children...I suggest you wear some sort of mask, maybe some padded gloves so you don't scare the children. The uniform has a hat or you can wear a beanie that has the company logo on it to cover that hole of yours. You should have plenty of time before the actual daycare is open to the public to get that all sorted out.”

So I have to change my appearance? Great. Love that. I feel like this is racist. I have to wear a mask to not scare the kids? And a fucking hat? This is fucking stupid. Next, they will want me to turn into a fucking human. But I really need this job. This whole thing is fucking stupid. At least can work from home, for now. On my way back I stop by a second-hand store and pick up a leather jacket and some other supplies, I use my G and get the hell back home. Red asks how it went and I tell him I got the job and am probably gunna go to bed soon. I tell him I already ate and the skeleton lie detector is at work so no one can say I didn’t. I’m too pissed off to eat Right now anyway. I plug in the computer and pass out. Hopefully, tomorrow will be better.

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As soon as I open my eyes I get the laptop and start looking at the codes. It was really weird, it's like the code was split, but one wasn't complete. They really fucked this all up. No wonder they were having problems with the animatronic. With how fucked up the split code is anything would have gone insane. They even coded in physical feelings! The animatronic could feel the pain of the broken code! That was the only part that was finished on the second code. I think I’m starting to see why they have so many regulations. Did the previous person do this? Are all the animatronics like this? Ugh, I get to work splitting the code completely into 2 separate entities. I don't wanna get rid of it cause it looks like it was supposed to be a night guard of some kind, maybe a night helper for when kids couldn't sleep or had nightmares? But there was some coding indicating a performer of some kind…god this is all a mess. I start looking through the manual they gave me, roll up my sleeves, and get to work.

After a few hours, I realized how quiet it was. I shrug, not my problem. I still need a hat and a mask…I guess my project can wait. I can use the stuff I have to make my mask instead of buying it. This way I can make it good quality and in my own style. I think I still need a few things, I can make my own solder but may need the metal to do so…maybe I can just use the wires? What color should it be? Cyan is pretty cool, but so is red. I kinda wanna get away from all the red and black though. It reminds me too much of my old place. Maybe cyan and black? I could do that.

I see a faint wisp of red smoke and turn to look. While I was thinking I started singing under my breath again. My magic started up for some reason. Is it correlation or causation? I need to work with my magic more… I better clear this out before they think I was smoking in here. I go over to the window and see Red and Classic setting something up. Training dummies? Is that an obstacle course? What the hell? Is that why it's been so quiet inside? I guess the Papyrus’ wanted to start training at home? I should probably help. I go to my door and find the house mostly empty. The only people in the house are Pup and Stretch. I start getting my shoes on and they call me over.

“Hey kid, watcha been doing? You haven't come down at all and we were starting to worry.”
“Yeah, Mars was about to go up there and drag you to the table to eat, we told him we would feed you while he was gone. We were about to come up there ta wake ya up.”
“I’ve been awake, I got a job and am working on coding. I just saw Red and Classic setting something up in the backyard and was getting ready to help, ya know, stretch a little.”
“Pff good one kid, ya don't say as many puns as the rest of us Sans type but I’m glad ya say them. We need more people with funny bones.”

I shrug, I guess I get what he is saying, but half the time I don’t mean to say the puns. They just come out and people take them as puns at face value.

“Ya need any help? Me an Rus both-” “code and do computer work, I know. Red told me everyone's jobs the day after I got here, and how he and Classic found work-at-home jobs so they could take care of me.” “Ya remember that? Ya were kinda out of it for a little while when ya got here.” Stretch sounded confused. I wonder why? I like knowing about my surroundings. “Yeah, I remember.” I say instead “He also said some of ya play instruments as well. I don’t remember who plays what though.” He pauses for a sec, looking at me. He looks over to Pup…did he call him Rus? Can I call him Rus? Before I can ask, Stretch disappears in a puff of smoke. He uses too much magic when he jumps. I cough a little and open my mouth to try and ask once again but Stretch appears again with a …ukulele? Why? What? He then turns to me.

“Here kid, this is one of my old ones, if ya want, ya can have it to play. Ya, don have ta but I think it would be a good fit for ya. I know ya like ta sing sometimes. Ya wanna give it a try?”
I take it gently and do a few scales. I remember when I was learning to play the ukulele in my past life, and I feel the urge to play a song I was last learning. The only thing stopping me was the fact that I wasn't alone. I think they had the same thought because they shared a look. “Ya don’t have ta share with us, but you seem to know your way around an instrument, at least a stringed one.” I nodded in reply, setting down the instrument on the table. It was quiet for a little while, in awkward silence. No one seemed to know how to continue the conversation and I know when I’m not wanted. I quickly make my way to the door to help with whatever is going on outside. Everything seems set up but all the tools and stuff for building are out. Red and Classic are nowhere to be seen. I think they are done so I start picking up everything for them, putting it all into the bag that was on the ground. I pick up all the nails and screws so someone doesn't step on them. I make sure everything is cleaned up and teleport to my room. I don't think I am going to come out again today. I am not hungry and I have a lot of work to do on this code.

A few hours pass and I hear some shouting downstairs. I make my way done and see Red yelling at Ru- Mutt and Stretch.
“If ya didn't touch it then why tha hell is it missin!? Ya know how important this project is ta Boss and it's what tha kid needs! Ya know how dangerous that shit can get, ya went through it yaself!!”
“Red.”
Red turns to Classic, who was looking at me. I know my eyelights fizzled out due to the yelling. Red looks at me and stills, His magic still fizzling around him prompting my magic to do the same in case he decides to use his on me. My magic slowly becomes more visible, in almost a shield shape the tenser it gets. I slowly take a deep breath to help calm myself. Red wouldn't hurt me here. Not in front of the others, at least.

“I put away the tools if that is what this is about. Everything is in the bag, which has pockets so everything can fit. The nails are in the top left zip-up pocket and the tools should either be in the bottom of the bag or the right smaller pockets. The screws that were on the ground are in the zipper pocket below the nails.”

More silence. Red's magic has subsided and he looks a lot calmer. But I know how quickly people's emotions change.

“I just didn’t want anyone to step on them and get hurt and I didn’t know if you were done or not. I didn’t know where you were or how long you would take. They had nothing to do with this. If you need help finding anything that was out there, I am more than willing to go find it myself since I am the one who put it away.”

No one moved. My magic looks like wisps of red smoke at this point, a lot less solid than before but ready to be used at any moment. Finally, Red takes a deep breath and teleports away without saying anything. Classic sighs and looks at me which immediately puts me more on edge. He looks confused for a second before putting on his usual grin.

“Thanks for looking out for us, kid. We didn’t go far so we didn’t think it would be a problem to just leave it as it was. Red just has some temper issues and didn’t want to lose his brother's tools. Thank you for putting them away for us.” He nods a little at me, then teleports away. Probably to find Red. The other two on the couch look at me with mixed expressions. I turn to go back upstairs but stopped as Mutt starts to talk to me.

“Ya didn need ta do that kid. We can take Red losing his shi- stuff at us, it's pretty normal for him. Try not to do that all tha time yeah? If he was really pissed, ya could have gotten hurt, an we don’t want that for ya kid.”

I don't say anything, and I don't look at him, either. I make my way up the stairs and into my room. My magic fizzling out of existence. My eyes don't come back but it's not dark this time. I start on the code again and make a barrier again around my room. If they want to talk to me they can text me.

The next time I look up, it's dark out. I check my phone and see that there were a few texts I didn’t notice. There were some from pretty much everyone. Horror telling me that dinner was done and to come down. Edge telling me his brother didn’t mean to upset me and that he would see to it that Red made it up to me. Red telling me he was sorry and that while he can’t promise that it won't happen again, but he would try. There was an identical text from both him and Classic that was basically a thanks for putting away the tools and for looking out for the others. All the other texts were variations of “come down and eat” and “thank you for trying to help, you aren’t in trouble.” I still didn’t want to go down so I put on some music and ignore the phone buzzing with texts from the others. Eventually, the sun starts rising and I go to sleep, with different thoughts on how to fix this stars damned code.

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I woke up to my phone endlessly going off due to texts and alerts. Most from Mars and Jupiter telling me to come down and eat. In some variation. (Mars was threatening to find a way into my room despite the barrier (that miraculously stayed up all night) so he can drag me down and force me to eat if he had to.) I get up and start getting dressed in my Moondrop hoodie and new pants and shirt and head downstairs. For once, everyone seemed to be home this morning. Looking at the clock I notice I am only running on three hours of sleep. I shrug it off, it was my own fault anyway. As soon as I make it to the bottom of the stairs all eyes are on me. I keep the dull look on my face, fully knowing that my eyelights are just a normal white dot. I don’t have the magic to have them normal. Between the lack of sleep, lack of food, and keeping the barrier around my room I was drained. And from the looks I was getting, I showed it. I sat down and someone handed me a towering plate of food. I start eating while the silence rages heavily in the air. I feel a shift of magic in my eyes and someone clears their throat.

“You could have…really hurt ya…self kid, you need…food to…be healthy. You…could have…dusted yaself…”
“How did you even learn to do a barrier like that, kid?” both Mars and Classic said. I shrug. I don’t want to talk right now. I sigh at the looks I get. It seems like all of them want to know. I lift my hands and sign
‘My magic just did what it needed to, It does that sometimes. It kind of does what I need it to at that moment to protect me or if I focus on what I want, then it can do that. Like teleporting, all I need to do is think about where I want to be and focus on my magic and then I appear in the general area I want. I can't get it completely accurate yet.’

They all look stunned, guess they didn’t know I spoke in hands. Oops. I look down and continue eating, they start muttering to themselves but I don’t pay any mind at all. From the looks I am getting, I think I may have lost the few I can trust. Black was muttering to Mutt and looking at me every few minutes. Red and Edge were doing the same but Edge looked pissed and Red looked neutral. I need to figure out how to get to Nightmare's realm. And from the looks of it, I need to do it quickly. How long until they turn violent? Was Edge pissed that I touched his tools without his permission? Will I be punished? Will they kick me out? Or will they just make my life hell till I leave on my own? Do they not have laws stating that stripes can’t leave until they aren’t stripes anymore? What about- I tense, my eyelights flickering out. I could feel a spark of my brother's magic sparing in the collar. The timeline reset. He is back. And he is calling me. Red was the one who noticed my pause first.

“What's wrong, kid? You good?”

I ignore him and turn to Classic. “I thought you said the timelines were frozen as they are?”
“Where did you hear that? I didn’t say anything about the timelines to you, didn’t get to it yet…”
“I heard you talkin ta Red about it. My timeline just reset. Without me in it.”
“How do ya know tha kid?” Red looked confused, and so did everyone else.
“Because my Boss is callin me. And he was dead. He was dusted in the snow to be forgotten like all the others.”
”Then how do you know he is calling you? Can you…hear him? Do you see him sometimes?”
“His magic sparked in the collar.”

Everyone froze at that, then turned to Edge and Black. Both sighed and put a hand over their eyes. Guess they don't know about how collars work. Oops. Classic looked pale. Has this not happened before?

“I need to go check the machine. Red, can you help me?” Classic stands and disappears, Red following shortly after. I refused to show how upset that made me. I didn’t get any answers and was just blown off. I just stand up calmly and head back to my room. I could feel the other's eyes on me as I left but none of them said anything. As soon as I closed my door I could hear yelling. Because of my hearing, I could tell they were freaking out over the supposedly “frozen” timelines. They were asking how they would get back and how would it affect their existence if their timelines didn't freeze. How would they explain it to all of their friends? How would it affect them as people? I didn’t care. My timeline could tear itself apart for all I cared. I hope they suffer. If I die as well, or my code corrupts, then at least I wouldn't be the first one.

Wait, how did I know that? Who else was corrupt? Was someone else corrupt? My soul gives a painful lurch. I gasp at the suddenness of it but am ultimately unsurprised. I make the final adjustments to the code, then let it run through a program to make sure everything works. It does until it gets to the nightguard protocol. Sighing I get back to work. It seems like I’m gunna have to do another all-nighter. It takes me a few hours to figure out what went wrong the first few times. It seems like every time I fix something in this code, something else breaks.

A few hours later, I get a call from Classic. At this point, everyone has gone completely silent downstairs. I pick up the phone and answer.
“Hey kid, I sent Red to come to bring ya down to the basement.” He hangs up before I can answer. I open the door before Red can knock. He has this…look on his face. A mix between a grimace and something else. As we start walking to the basement, I can’t help but ask questions.

“ So… what's going on? Is everything ok?”
“Yeah, everything is fine. We found some weird stuff in ya timeline that we need ta check but somethin happened. You'll see kid.”

The rest of the walk was in silence. I think Red wanted to tell me some things but kept his mouth firmly shut. We finally make it to the basement and Black, Mutt, Edge, And a few others are there. Now I am really curious. They seem just as confused as me. Everyone other than Red had a look of confusion to some degree. Red cleared his throat.

“ When me an Classic wen to check on the machine ta figure out wha was goin on wit da kid’s timeline, it started up again. We have another guest.” So then why were we all gathered here? Why wasn’t everyone here? He turned to me, there was something that was unsaid that everyone else caught but me. He opened the door, and we walked down. Classic was there with someone who looked vaguely familiar. The person turned to us. I felt my soul drop. My magic automatically flared to protect not me, but everyone else in the room. My eye burns brightly and I glare at the person who looks exactly like my brother. The only different thing was that he was smiling at…me? Why was he smiling at me? What the hell? He started walking toward me with his arms open, it looked like he was going in for a hug. He stopped as I took a step back. His smile fell into a frown.

“BROTHER! WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN!? YOU DISAPPEARED AND I HAVE BEEN LOOKING EVERYWHERE FOR YOU!”
“I’ve been here. How did you get here?”
“WELL, I WAS LOOKING FOR YOU SO WE COULD GO TO OUR JOB AND THEN…THEN...I DON’T KNOW, I COULDN’T FIND YOU”

I could hear the others muttering to themselves. The only thing I caught was Stretch and Blue’s conversation.
“Are we sure his bro is the one who abused him? Maybe it was someone else? He seems genuine in his concern.”
“Are You Judging Him? Because He Could Very Well Be Faking It. That’s How Abusers Are.”
“How do you know Blue?”

I felt like screaming. How was he here? Was he going to hurt me? Why was he acting so weird? Unless…

“So you aren’t mad I was late to work? That Ya had ta come find me?”
“NO? WHY WOULD I BE? I WAS WORRIED ABOUT YOU!”

Almost instantly he was surrounded by pointed bones and two small blasters.

“You ain't my brother. He would be furious. He would try to kill me over that. Who tha hell are ya an why did ya think ya could lie? Do ya know how many judges are here? How many Alphas? Or did ya just think I was dumb? Did ya think you wouldn’t get sniffed out?” My words were cutting, refusing to back down. Who the hell was this and what did he want with me? The others looked torn between helping the faker or helping me. The few who knew me wanted to help me so I didn’t get hurt. The others didn’t know who to trust. I choose for them and stab the faker through the soul, shattering it completely. I could feel the LV almost instantly. Classic grabbed me and started yelling in my face. Blue looked horrified, Stretch grabs him and teleports him away. Black, Edge, Red, and Mutt grab Classic. Due to the sudden influx of my LV, all I could hear was ringing in my head. My vision starts going dim and I can feel myself falling as Classic gets pulled from me. I try to teleport away from the sudden chaos but my magic is still trying to adjust to the LV. I also don't have a landing point. I end up in the void.

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Hey everyone, sorry it's been so long. I recently moved and have been settling in. My computer absolutely refuses to connect to the wifi here and I am doing this update on my phone, however the problem should theoretically be fixed this weekend.

I will hopefully be getting back to making updates soon. I already have a chapter started but not near finished. I also got a job so updates may not be as often but I am not giving up on this story. It's just getting started.

The time off has given me some ideas for how I want this story to go so I hope to get started soon. I am sorry for the wait.

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I didn’t expect to wake up in my room. And by my room I mean, the one that was given to me. The one I was allowed to decorate myself. I twitch a little and look at my stats. They were back to normal, what happened? I thought I killed my brother look alike, and he had quite a bit of LV if my corrupting was anything to go by. I get up, still on edge. I open my door and hear the others in the kitchen talking, laughing, and cooking by the sounds of it. My eyes dim. They don’t remember. I make my way into the kitchen and stand in the doorway of the dining room. The others quieten a bit and I get a few looks of sympathy from the sans types. I make my way over to my seat and sit quietly for my food.

Stretch comes over to my side, having just entered the kitchen from the living room where he was probably sleeping. He reaches for my head and before I can stop myself I grab his hand. My eye lights go completely out and I can only utter one word. ”don’t” . The others tense a little, watching me. Guess their instincts know, even if they don't. I stand up, done with this whole situation, and put on my shoes. I hear Black call from the stairs, probably from getting his brother and Red. “where are you going? We were about to start breakfast. You need to eat- “ “I’m not hungry, ‘m going out.” and I start making my way to the pizza plex.

I don't know what day it is or how far back I got sent back but because I had my computer in my inventory everything should be saved. I should be able to start with the robots them selfs now. Hopefully, everything works because I could use something going right for me about now. I may have to do some touch-ups but that would be quick and easy. As I finally make my way to the front doors, I can't help but think about all the DT I lost. I can't exactly ask a random human if I can suck their soul. And it wouldn’t work anyway cause I’m a monster. DT as far as I can tell here is a very illegal drug and I would only be able to get it off some sleaze bag. I guess I could talk to the monster mafia?

When I come out of my musings, the code checking is done and I am gathering the parts I need for the robots. I make quick work of that part. It’s all mus- er…bone…memory? I hook the two up to the computer and was about to hit download until someone grabs my hand. I look up and it’s a mechanic I have never seen. He looks pissed.

“Did anyone check that code before you did that? Are you trying to get your ass fired? Fuck sake kid, ill check it over.” he grabs the computer roughly and starts going through the code. Muttering to himself all the while. Asking questions about certain parts of the code such as ‘why do they need to learn?’ ‘How will that help anything?’ ‘Where is the security?’ ‘Why did you do this?’ I answered quietly and didn’t let him get to me. He then starts going over the work on the endos and exos I did. He seemed happy about those at least. He seemed impressed that I was able to do all that in a short time. Then he asked how long I have been here. I shrugged and told him I didn’t know when I got in. he looked thoughtful and shrugged, leaving me to it.

I re-plugged in the machines and started the download. While I was waiting I figured I would see how far my magic was willing to work with me. I felt magic pooling into my eye and looked around. The two machines had souls. How the fuck did they have souls?? What the hell?? I didn’t do that! Is my magic broken? Is this the result of the DT thing? I didn’t have time to question further because as soon as the download was complete I was being grabbed by Moon.

“Hello, who are you, and why are you in the daycare? You seem a bit old, do you not?
R u l e b r e a k e r? ”
“‘M not a rule breaker, I am the mechanic that fixed yours and Sun's code. Now you can both run the daycare and not have to worry about corruption and hacking. Made your bodies as well, now there is less of a possibility of you hurting anyone.”

Sun stood a bit back, by his table. Moon looked like he was thinking hard at something and continued glaring at me while holding me like a puppy that got in trouble. “Are your sensors not working? They should tell you if someone is lying or not…I might need to do some work…”

They look at each other, then at me again. “Why did you give us both separate bodies? No one has ever done that when we were upgraded. What makes you different?” “I was told to help, and your code was all fucked up. I didn’t want ya ta suffer so I fixed it. Not my fault the others were incompetent.” Moon finally let me down, both him and Sun saying in synch “language” before looking around. “This…isn’t the daycare? ” “no, this is parts and services, I should probably get home, you should be able to get to the daycare now that you know where you are. If not one of the others should help you. Do ya know the time?”
“ The time is currently 11:45” “oh…ok cool. Uh, ‘m ya new co-worker, as well, I'll help out in the daycare. Don’t worry about my face, I gotta mask. So I won’t scare the kids. Uhh…guess I’ll see ya?”

I started to walk out, unconsciously making my way into the monster mob territory. A few monsters were snickering at me as I passed but I ignored them. I had a reason for being here. My collar flared and I flinched a little but didn’t respond. I see a cat monster obviously trying to sell some stuff and make my way over.

“Hey kid, what ya looking for? I got it all” “ya got DT? The good shit, not that dirty corrupt shit. I will pay for top shelf and that's it.” “I got ya pal, will you be able to pay for it kid? Where did ya get ya money? I ain't doing this shit for free ya know?” “I got the money, do you got the goods?”

He nods, looking suspicious, and drags me into the ally way. He holds his hand out for the money, and I pull out a hefty wad from my inventory. He tries to grab it but I pull it back shaking my head “yeah no. As soon as you get the money you are gunna book it. And I need the DT. Fork it over first.” He sighs and pulls out a tube. He shoves it into my hand and grabs the money before trying to run off. I take a quick glance and see a murky red in the vile. “This ain’t top shelf ya lying sonova-” I grab his sleeve and he swings around, now holding a gun to my face. “Sorry kid it's just business” ’BANG’

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When I opened my…eye…I was in the void again. I could hear voices, sounding frantic around me but could only see darkness that stretched forever. I sighed and sat down, there was nothing I could do for now. Maybe I could call Nightmare? Maybe He could help? I focused on my soul, and it made a ringing sound. Its chime singing through the empty space like a bell. The more I focused, the more clips of sentences I could hear.

“-e make it? That's Blacks kid!”
“-ont kno-”
“Ya better make sure he-”
“Mister cash we will-”
“-ll pay for it-”
“-eady takin care of broth-”
“-ot this kid”
s i l e n c e

I sat there for a while before Nightmare showed up. He took one look at me and became enraged. His goop seemed to become more viscous and drippy and his mouth looked like it was made of needles.

“𝕎𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕡𝕖𝕟𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕠 𝕪𝕠𝕦, 𝕨𝕙𝕠 𝕕𝕚𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤?”
“It was my own fault, we have…a lot to catch up on.”

He came over and put his hand near what I can only guess is a hole in my skull. It didn’t hurt but I knew when I woke up it would. He rubbed his hand over the edge of the hole and seemed to use some of his magic to lead mine to do something. I shivered a little but stayed as still as I could.

“𝕀 𝕒𝕞 𝕘𝕝𝕒𝕕 𝕚𝕥 𝕚𝕤 𝕗𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕙 𝕖𝕟𝕠𝕦𝕘𝕙 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕞𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕕𝕠 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤, 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕞𝕒𝕘𝕚𝕔 𝕠𝕟𝕝𝕪 𝕛𝕦𝕤𝕥 𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕣𝕥𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕣𝕪𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕠 𝕨𝕠𝕣𝕜 𝕒𝕣𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕚𝕟𝕛𝕦𝕣𝕪. 𝕀 𝕔𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕𝕟'𝕥 𝕕𝕠 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕗𝕠𝕣 ℍ𝕠𝕣𝕣𝕠𝕣 𝕓𝕖𝕔𝕒𝕦𝕤𝕖 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕤𝕠 𝕠𝕝𝕕 𝕓𝕪 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕚𝕞𝕖 𝕀 𝕗𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕕 𝕙𝕚𝕞. 𝕀 𝕙𝕠𝕡𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕡𝕤 𝕪𝕠𝕦. 𝕀𝕥 𝕚𝕤 𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝕀 𝕔𝕒𝕟 𝕕𝕠 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕟𝕠𝕨.”
“I think anything would help at this point, except making it worse.”

It was silent for a minute while I tried to gather my thoughts which seemed to be blurring by the second. I needed to tell Nightmare what all happened and get his thoughts on the matter. The more I tried to think about it and put it all in order, the more it seemed to slip from me. Finally, I sighed and just started talking. It was all out of order but I think he got the gist of it. I told him how someone portraying to be my brother came through the machine. How no one believed me that it wasn’t him and how even if it was it would be better that he was dust. I told him how the world reset despite that being apparently impossible. I told him how no one remembered. I told him how Stretch and the others killed me. I told him about my DT problem. How I didn't want it but the experiments were not complete and I was slowly dying. I could feel it. Every time I threw up I was losing DT. Corrupt or not. I told him about the experiments that were done on me and about the corrupt DT. I told him how I don’t feel safe in that house anymore. I told him about my corruption. I told him everything (except once being human, at this point it didn’t matter.) He slowly went back to normal the more I explained the situation to him.

“𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕔𝕖𝕣𝕥𝕒𝕚𝕟𝕝𝕪 𝕓𝕖𝕖𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕣𝕠𝕦𝕘𝕙 𝕒 𝕝𝕠𝕥. 𝕀 𝕜𝕟𝕠𝕨 𝕤𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕨𝕙𝕠 𝕔𝕒𝕟 𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕡 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕔𝕠𝕕𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕦𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕨𝕠𝕣𝕝𝕕 𝕤𝕖𝕖𝕞𝕤 𝕥𝕠 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖. 𝕀 𝕔𝕒𝕟 𝕠𝕟𝕝𝕪 𝕡𝕣𝕠𝕧𝕚𝕕𝕖 𝕒𝕟 𝕠𝕡𝕖𝕟 𝕖𝕒𝕣 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕟𝕠𝕨. 𝔸 𝕝𝕠𝕥 𝕚𝕤 𝕘𝕠𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕠𝕟 𝕒𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕔𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕝𝕖 𝕒𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕞𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕟𝕥 𝕤𝕠 𝕀 𝕔𝕒𝕟𝕟𝕠𝕥 𝕥𝕒𝕜𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕚𝕟. ℍ𝕠𝕨𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣, 𝕒𝕤 𝕤𝕠𝕠𝕟 𝕒𝕤 𝕀 𝕔𝕒𝕟 𝕀 𝕨𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕓𝕖 𝕚𝕟 𝕔𝕠𝕟𝕥𝕒𝕔𝕥. 𝔽𝕠𝕣 𝕟𝕠𝕨, 𝕥𝕣𝕪 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕤𝕖𝕖 𝕚𝕗 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕔𝕒𝕟 𝕘𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣𝕤𝕖𝕝𝕗. 𝕀 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕕𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕨𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕀 𝕔𝕒𝕟 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕟𝕠𝕨. 𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕤𝕖𝕖𝕞 𝕥𝕠 𝕓𝕖 𝕨𝕒𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕦𝕡. 𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕝𝕒𝕤𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕀 𝕨𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕝𝕖𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕚𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤. 𝕐𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕞𝕖𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕪 𝕨𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕓𝕖 𝕒 𝕓𝕚𝕥 𝕞𝕖𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕦𝕡 𝕕𝕦𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕚𝕟𝕛𝕦𝕣𝕪 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕘𝕒𝕚𝕟𝕖𝕕. 𝕀𝕥 𝕨𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕓𝕖 𝕤𝕡𝕠𝕥𝕥𝕪 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕦𝕟𝕣𝕖𝕝𝕚𝕒𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕒 𝕨𝕙𝕚𝕝𝕖. 𝕀 𝕤𝕦𝕘𝕘𝕖𝕤𝕥 𝕜𝕖𝕖𝕡𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕖𝕓𝕠𝕠𝕜𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕠𝕤𝕖.”

He didn’t berate me for all I have been through. He still wanted me. It made me feel weird. Being actually wanted and not just thrown at someone. I actually get the choice this time. It's not that I didn’t like Black and Edge, but I was practically thrown their way. They didn’t get a choice, and neither did I. I was put into a category and forced to play a certain role. One that didn’t fit. Yeah, I came from a fell universe but it was more than just that. I was abused and neglected. I didn’t have anyone. And the others thought ‘oh they all went through the same thing, they should all take care of each other. We don’t need to help, right?’ and left it at that. Before I could think more about it, the voices came back, this time I could recognize some of them. It seemed to be Black, and some of the others.

“-h just disappeared for three days and-”
”-e just got him back-”
“-so bad, what will happen when he-”
“-have answers? Look at him!”
“-can we do now?”
“-ooks like his magic is doing most of the healing, damn do-”
“Can’t leave him alone right now. That's fina-”

Waking up was…painful. After being in the dark for a while, the hospital lights burned my eye. I let out a hiss and felt pressure on my hand. I squint and see Black holding my hand, sleeping. I take a quick look around and see almost everyone sleeping around the room. Red and Pup were curled up on the floor. Black and Edge were sleeping in the chairs provided. I couldn’t help but think it looked incredibly uncomfortable. There were many other skeletons that I didn’t remember. The two that stood out the most were a sans and papyrus. They were wearing suits and ties and had fedoras. The sans was only a little smaller than Mars or Horror, the papyrus was a little taller than Jupiter. They were both leaning against the wall on either side of the door.

Were they my bodyguards? Why did I need bodyguards? I didn’t get much time to think about it before my skull felt like it was splitting open, causing me to whimper and squirm. This, in turn, woke Black. I only had a moment to feel guilty, he looked so tired, before another, stronger pain took over my thoughts. I reached for my skull with a yelp, and Black's frantic yelling woke the rest of the skeletons up. Black was trying to talk to me but I couldn't hear what he was saying over the ringing in my skull. The last thing I could see was everyone freaking out and Black running out of the room, probably yelling for a nurse. I passed out before he came back.

The next time I woke up there were only two skeletons left. Black was still by my side but a skeleton in an orange hoodie was on my other side in place of Edge. I didn’t know who he was but I was scared. I felt like he hurt me at some point. Who was this? Why was he here? I feel like I need to be writing this stuff down. (did someone tell me to do that?) When I focus back I notice the one in orange had woken up, and he was looking at me. It seemed to take him a moment to fully wake up. He sat up and looked at me. He seemed to be looking for something, and I don’t know if he found it. He reached over me (causing me to hiss in warning) and woke Black up.

“Black, wake up, the kid is awake.”
“t-*yawn* ten more minutes…”
“Black, Cosmos is awake”
“I s- wait, Cosmos!?”

Black jolted awake and immediately looked at me. He then hugged me tightly, being careful of my head.

“Don’t you EVER scare me like that again! You went missing for three days and wouldn't answer your phone! And then I get a call from Cash and he said you were shot in the head and wouldn't wake up and I thought you were falling down and were gunna dust and-”
“Black! Breathe! It's ok, he woke up. Right kiddo? You made it.”

The one in orange reached to touch my skull and I growled, bearing my teeth. I don’t know who the hell he is but I will dust before I let some stranger touch me. I tried to get my magic to work but it felt sluggish. Even more so than when I was almost completely drained. The most I could do was condense it in my mouth in the form of a gas. It flowed from my mouth almost like saliva. I snapped my jaws in his direction. Black pulled me back as the one in orange flinched back. He looked wide-eyed at Black who was trying to say something but was struggling to try to hold me back. This guy was a threat. He hurt me. I may not remember when, but he doesn't have my trust. He could hurt Black, and I need to protect Black. I don't remember why. I don't remember who Black was to me but I needed to protect him. Maybe he is my brother? That thought made me freeze. Weren't we starving? Does Black need food? I don't know where we are and I don't know where to get food from here. The growling faded as I try to asses Black. I nuzzle into him trying to get a read on his magic. Is he low? He seems tired. Is he ok? His magic seems to be stable for now but he needs rest.

They seemed confused by my sudden change in attitude, and to be honest, so was I. I still don't like the one in orange, and I especially don't like the fact that he is so close. However, he doesn’t seem to be attacking at the moment though and Black needs rest. I pull Black into the…bed? And he makes a weird noise. I pull the blanket around him and make sure he is comfortable. I nuzzle into his side. The one in orange is laughing slightly but quickly stops when I glare at him, growling lowly. He stops but still has a stupid look on his face. I huff and curl into Black, my body betraying me and forcing me to fall into a deep sleep.

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Chapter 1, 2, 3, 4, and 5 are done and up.

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Well, apperently even if your work isn't high quality...or even good...the authors curse doesn't discriminate. I'm working through a lot...and a lot more has happened. I really was planning on re-writing this and fixing the plot holes. And maybe I will get to it when life stops beating my face in 😅 for now, I'm just gunna leave this here in case anyone wants to use this trope or au mashing or what ever this was as inspiration.